Rather than giving things up, perhaps we should think about taking things on instead?

Are you still hungover from St Stephen’s night?

How are we all doing?

When I imagine what Limbo must be like, I assume it must resemble the state of lethargy you find yourself in at this time, that weird wasteland between Christmas and New Year; bloated from the ‘balanced diet’ of toasted cheese sandwiches and the coffee flavoured Roses that no one else could bring themselves to stomach.