The New Year Beckons

And it beckons with storm drenched fingers and the hint of ice on its breath. It’s the time of year we look at our wallets in horror and our waistlines in despair. And there’s a possibility we may indulge in some promises to our future selves; In the New Year I’ll go to the gym…

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Bring us the January good shit

Well hello and where did Christmas go and who and what and where am I supposed to be at the moment because sure as hell that first week back was a doggone surprise to me. 2015? 2015, you say? Give me about six months and I might just be able to get the date right.…

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