I love Christmas – the gift buying, the general goodwill and chance to eat, drink and be merry even though it is 2.30pm on a Monday.
But for the past few years something has hung over my celebrations, an unwanted guest in the house which doesn’t take the form of an overbearing relative.
It is the knowledge that after Christmas and New Year I tend to hit a bit of a wall and begin feeling down – aka January blues.
It’s not full-blown depression (I have been to see my GP) but a melancholy which looms over the month of January.
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