It was about 11.30pm and I was settling down for the night after half an hour with a dashing 1930s police inspector on my Kindle. I say ‘settling down’ but there is a certain ritual to be followed. Head on the pillow. Head under the pillow. Wriggle, wriggle. Face the window. Wriggle, wriggle. Face the centre of the bed. Wriggle, wriggle. Face the window again.
It was cold and I couldn’t get comfortable, but
