It's faintly ridiculous, but, by now, this is getting to be almost a late night for me.

Before I moved from London 18 months ago, I would never think of going to bed before 11, and usually it would be the other side of midnight. Then, often as not, sleep didn't come easy.

Now. here. I find my eyes are creeping closed as often as not by 10. I fall asleep quickly and deeply - waking at 2, 2.30, feeling restless, as if it's time to get out of bed.... after waking, despite every trick in the book (and reading to pass the time) I can't get to sleep again before I've almost given up. Then, at about six thirty I tend to tumble into an hour and a half of troubled, feverish, dozing - and awake with what most people would call aa hangover, except I don't drink.

So, about five hours sleep... by now I'm ready to go to bed again