Typically Tropical
I have decided to scrap my one semi-serious new year's resolution (to try and reach the arbitrary magic number of five portions of fruit and veg a day) because it backfired in the most spectacular fashion. After four days of fruit juice with breakfast, fresh fruit in the afternoon, lots of veg with dinner... I was struck down with a cold. They say "an apple a day keeps the doctor away" – well too much fruit can kill a man, too, you know.
Despite my severe illness, I managed to battle my way into work... and all this despite the literally freezing temperatures up here in Sheffield, which would have made the journey miserable even if I'd been fighting fit.
Actually, that's probably not true. I think the only time you can appreciate cold weather, sub-zero temperatures and snow underfoot is when you know that it's not contributing to the destruction of your immune system.
According to reports, it was even freezing cold in the tropical south, where the first ever game at Princes Park to be postponed was, erm, postponed. As is traditional in the lower levels of the non-league at this time of year, a huge gulf is starting to develop in the "games played" column, but the Darts ate holding up well. We've climbed up to eighth (hello, Sky Sports News-viewers-who-only-ever-see-the-top-half-of-the-table), and hopefully we'll not be moving too far from there any time soon.