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My second sleep

I read a while ago that there is a lot of documentary evidence that our ancestors used to take their night’s sleep in two chunks: the first a few hours after dusk and the second after an hour or two of waking activity.

Tonight, I’m giving their system a go.

I went to bed about 8 p.m. and I’ve had a productive few hours between 12.30 and 2.30 a.m., so productive in fact that I don’t have time to write any more because I need to go back to sleep.

I won’t be able to review the effects of this until tomorrow. Let’s see. It never really worked out too well when the children were babies, waking in the night…

Voysey Owl Wallpaper


I’m not a big fan of the stuff, but I did rather take to the idea of one wall in a bold pattern a few years ago. Consequently we sport birds and cages in the downstairs loo, some swirling art nouveau homage in the front room and a Designers’ Guild with a smart Russian name that nods to a damask pattern in the bedroom.

Oh, and come to think of it, the girls have a spot of nautical bleached stripe below their dado which they delight in peeling off when they should be asleep in their beds. I have been trying to get some Cole & Son flamingos on one wall in the bathroom too with no success. I am told that it would fall off, but it wouldn’t: the room is big and doesn’t get damp in that way and I would nail it on to be sure. Perhaps I have this wallpaper thing worse than I first thought.

The Bathroom - note the wood floor mum!

Abluting Flamingos

One day.

And on another one day, not in this lifetime probably, I’d like a nice bit of De Gournay like these – painted directly onto silk.

Apologies for the lack of formatting, ideally they would be perfectly aligned.