Showing posts with label sleep. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sleep. Show all posts

Thursday, 19 April 2012

A pint and a pie



. . . it wasn't a sufeit of debauchery and the high life, although there does come a time when you find yourself longing for a pint and a pie and a decent night’s sleep. And it was partly that I was beginning to miss English voices and English rain and all those things that make the old country so different, thank God, from the Continent.


Flashman and the Tiger, p.191, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2000.


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Tuesday, 21 July 2009

Zzzzz



…I slid away into unconsciousness and slept like a winter hedgehog.



Flashman at the Charge, p.119, Pan edition, 5th printing, 1979.




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Monday, 8 June 2009

Damn my eyes



And damn my eyes, she absolutely got out to look. I don’t suppose I’ve cried myself to sleep since I was an infant, but it was touch and go.



Flashman at the Charge, p.50, Pan edition, 5th printing, 1979.




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Wednesday, 11 June 2008

Every delicious moment



There are a few wakenings in your life that you would wish to last for ever, they are so blissful. Too often you wake in bewilderment, and then remember the bad news you went to sleep on, but now and then you open your eyes in the knowledge that all is well and safe and right, and there is nothing to do but lie there with eyes gently shut, enjoying every delicious moment.



Flashman, p.239, Pan edition, 12th printing, 1979.




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