Sleep

I've been having trouble sleeping recently. It could be the lack of alcohol. It could be Mike's snoring, sweating and flailing. But I think it's mostly down to a severe lack of medication.

About once a month, or on Valentine's day and birthdays we get to sleep like this:

Peaceful, cuddly, perfect.

Most of the time there's lots of jabbing, sleep-punching, kicking and accidental strangulation. We will wake up, toss and turn and fight for the centre of the bed. But most of the time, it just ends up like this: