Let’s face it: January is a bit crap.
It’s dark by 4.30pm, you’re bumbling about in four layers of clothing looking like the Michelin man, and even when the rain stops for long enough to venture outside everything is sodden and you come in soaked to the skin and covered in mud.
Even Biggles and Oakley don’t much fancy it at …
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