This probably goes without saying, but in case there was ever any doubt: don’t start conversations with people, don’t read over others’ shoulders and for goodness sake, don’t crack one off into somebody’s trench. It’s not British.
January's finally over, thank fuck, and this year I barely recognise myself. My housemates and I, in a collective fit of healthful good intentions, decided for January to a) take up Bikram yoga and b) give up all processed or refined sugar of any kind. We thought it would be good for us.