I’m not sure when I became so fetishistic about sleep. Probably around the time I stopped being allowed any. The sleep-averse infant was one thing, but then my husband took a job that meant getting up at 3am, forgetting to press ‘snooze’ (those four words will be cited in the divorce papers), putting on his shoes and tap dancing around before slamming our front door with such force, the flap falls off the letter box. In the face of these nightly assaults, I have started preparing for bed as I would a long-haul flight.
I pop Gabriela Peacock’s Calm Me £9.99– a potent blend of vitamins aimed to facilitate a restorative night – with supper, followed by a Heath & Heather Organic Night Time Tea...