New Year, new start, so they say. How many of us are sitting here filled with an inordinate quantity of self-loathing, swearing that now it’s January we’ll be going on a D-I-E-T? It’s inevitable – most of us will have eaten and drunk ourselves into some kind of catatonic, pupa-like existence over the holiday period and now we try our damndest to turn ourselves back into the beautiful butterflies we were for the pre-festive parties. Read full post