January in this part of the northern hemisphere is pretty horrid being cold, grey, dark and damp, interspersed this year by joy over a certain cricket result Down Under (you've still got the sun, if not the Ashes, so stop moaning, unless in waterlogged Queensland) and various inept bureaucrats all pointing in a circle in an attempt to blame someone else or pretend mounds of household rubbish haven't been piling up for up to a month and that roads, footpaths and airports were promptly cleared of the pre-Christmas snow.