Virginia Barton

7 June 2013: Time for a siesta

7 June 2013


shutterstock_114542011 (1) (800x689)B H (Better Half) has always had a siesta after lunch, continental style. Not when he was a 9 – 5 man of course. He’s a monstrous sleeper, lucky fellow. Yours truly sleeps between 10 p.m. till 3 a.m. on a good night. (Mrs. Thatcher and Churchill managed on even fewer hours.)

Now I too, have adopted the siesta habit, mainly in order to catch up with whatever I happen to be reading. Alexander William Kinglake’s Eothen, by the way, is a bit of a curiosity; I am alternating it with a re-read of Rose Macaulay’s The Towers of Trebizond, a “haunter” if ever there was one.

So today, chuckling over Aunt Dot’s trip with her camel to Turkey, I fell asleep with a mug of tea balanced on my front. And was woken 20 minutes later by tea-sodden duvet, sheet and nightie. Grrrrr. OF COURSE they were all clean on yesterday! Fortunately, Trebizond with Aunt Dot and her camel were on the floor and escaped the drenching.

Two questions: what’s a good noun for a “haunter”? And how do you get tea stains out of a duvet? All those feathers. The cover washed well but the duvet looks horrid.





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