My Year Of Rest And Relaxation

I’m currently reading ‘My Year Of Rest And Relaxation’ by Ottessa Moshfegh, a novel about a young woman who decides to drop out of society and sleep for a year. It’s an enticing concept, especially for gentlemen of a certain age like me who share a house with three crazy teenagers and an even crazierContinue reading “My Year Of Rest And Relaxation”

I Don’t Snore….I Breathe Heavily

Gosh I’m tired. Have you ever went to bed, dropped off to sleep and then been rudely awakened by the phone ringing? You jump up, thinking you’ve been in a deep slumber for hours, only to look at the clock and realise it’s been for a matter of minutes. It’s a disconcerting, disorienting experience. Well,Continue reading “I Don’t Snore….I Breathe Heavily”

My Name Is Stephen and I Am A Snorer

I’m feeling a little under the weather. I awoke yesterday with a cold that one of my daughters thoughtfully passed on to me. One of the perks of sharing a house with little people. I felt lousy yesterday and a little less lousy today. All I want to do is sleep. All Fionnuala wants toContinue reading “My Name Is Stephen and I Am A Snorer”