Unlike the majority of the population, I usually look forward to January. If a month could be introverted, it would be January, wouldn't it? A month of quiet reflection and fresh starts.
It usually indicates a trip to Germany in the Sharples household. This year was no exception, and we duly headed off to Berlin a couple of weeks into January for my annual pilgrimage to the motherland.
But, I can't help but feel... well, a bit flat, to be honest with you.