There’s something very unusual about that 12-step journey from the TV sofa to bed. On the sofa, post-dinner, I’m fighting for consciousness like it’s a life decision. Eyes shutting, head dropping, fully prepared to just sleep right there.. that very second!

Then I stand up, walk to the bedroom… and by the time I am in bed, my brain is singing - “Wake me up before you go-go.

I think my sofa is medicated or some thing. Instant sleep …