The Truth About Sleep

You know the drill. You glance at the TV schedule and spot a documentary about sleep. Hoping that this will be the one that finally contains that revelation to put an end to your insomnia, you settle down to watch. An hour later you wondered why the hell you bothered – it was just more of the same obvious stuff you’ve heard – and tried – countless times before. Would ‘The Truth About Sleep’ be worth investing an hour of my time in? Continue reading

Who needs eight hours anyway?

Like many people I tend to be fixated on the idea of getting eight hours’ sleep. The fact that I have probably only achieved this a handful of times in my adult life doesn’t seem to deter me. I still move dutifully towards bed by 10pm most nights, hopeful that this will be the night that I’ll achieve the magic eight.  Recognising that this repetitive, yet fruitless behaviour would be classed as madness by certain scientific geniuses, I’m going to test another theory: aiming for less sleep. Continue reading

Desert island dozing

I woke up at 1.52 this morning (I don’t know about you, but I always remember the exact time). I should have listened to what The Sleep Council said about eating curry (see previous post). There are things I can imagine being able to give up. The odd takeaway curry when neither of us can be arsed to cook isn’t one of them.

I’ve listened to Desert Island Discs before to help me drift off and it’s worked, so I thought I’d give it another go.

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The Sleep Council

It’s good to see that an organisation dedicated to helping the nation get a good night’s sleep has chosen such a boring name – nothing too exciting to stop us dropping off, eh? I’m sure I’ve heard of them before, but I’d never actually checked them out until today – see www.sleepcouncil.org.uk. Although they are “the consumer education arm of the National Bed Federation, the trade association for British bed manufacturers” there’s not too much of a hard sell on buying yourself an expensive new bed. Continue reading