Post written by: Michael McDonald. Well, it’s that time of year again. As the sugar levels wane from consuming your bodyweight in After Eights and Twiglets, and your adrenalin levels set back to pre I’ve-just-wrestled-aturkey-the-size-of-Mike-Tyson-into-my-oven mode, your attention turns to the coming 12 months. Hang on, message just arrived. What’s that? Another friend trying to