February...the month of love, and literally half a month compared to its evil neighbour, January.
It's a time of great hope - for spring, and for the shorter nights and brighter days which awaken us from our winter misery.
Let's talk about love.
Big, bulging, puffed up, gigantic, heavy-weight love.
January, with a heart as cold as ice and a soul that's darker than a Monday morning commute; however you look at it, it's a callous and unforgiving 31 days. Blame it on the overdose of merriment throughout the festive season, New Year's resolutions that are already last year's news, weather that is hibernation-inducing and a bank balance that it's best to avoid eye contact with; it's no wonder that in the Northern Hemisphere the third Monday in January has been fittingly branded as 'Blue Monday'. Let's face it, we're all trying to get through each day in the first month of...