Sunday or a hibernation-style early night on a chilly November evening, I love my bed and the chance to catch a snooze. My Dad used to call me a dormouse when I was little because I loved snuggling down for a sleep so much!
I'm rather particular about how I like my bed and am on an ongoing campaign to find the perfect pillow, the softest pure cotton bedding and the right tog quilt. I am often ridiculed by David for my insistence that I cannot sleep with the quilt the wrong way around (who wants buttons or press-studs in their face all night?) However, as it is my one domestic foible, he is quite patient and suffers many a midnight disturbance as I re-calibrate the quilt.
|After a good night's sleep - crucially|
not in a tent...
|Not good - trying to have a good|
time after a bad night's sleep.
I've really enjoyed doing the A-Z Challenge and, although I haven't had the chance to visit as many other participants as I would have liked to, it has been great to stretch my literary legs a little and write something for fun again. I intend to keep up the blog, although it may be more of an occasional post than this month, as I've found it fascinating to reminisce, put my thoughts into words and revisit some people and places again. For now, though, I'm looking forward to some more sleepy-time and with Bank Holiday Monday coming up, maybe an afternoon nap too :0)