No Sleep Tonight.
Now 4.30am, I have been awake for the last couple of hours just writing and listening to the sounds of the night. The Met office website quotes windspeeds of around 25mph, so its a breezy night outside my bedroom window and there has been plenty to hear and to write about. So if, unlike me, you managed the recommended 8 hours sleep, this is what you have missed. NO SLEEP TONIGHT No sleep tonight. The weather has claimed the hours of darkness as its own. An angry wind roars outside my bedroom window. An invisible energy twisting and turning through the dark. Tiles dance on the rooftop, lifting and falling like piano keys being played by an invisible hand. Rafters sway - a solitary slow dance above my head, as fat drops of rain beat steady rhythms on the window. It is a symphony, born from a storm, playing only for those for whom the night refuses rest. Curled up snug and small on the bottom of my bed, the dog lies half asleep, half awake, listening to a worl...