We cheated twice – we weren’t allowed alcohol but persuaded the waiter to bring us a bottle of wine. The TV was also due to be removed, but that night coincided with the England vs. France quarter-finals of the World Cup, so I watched the match in Bono-like shades instead. Long-awaited pleasant orange color.
Soon it was time for the moment of truth. I turned on the FreshBed, which reacts to each person’s body temperature and heats the left and right sides separately, and said to her husband, “I wonder if I can sleep tonight.” Five minutes later I was snoring and the next thing I knew it was 8am. The next day I repeated the same thing, and the next night I slept another 8 hours. By the time I got back to London, I was more relaxed and able to sleep.
I won’t pretend my problem is gone, and I’m sure the mountain air has something to do with it – but I’ve learned some important lessons. has become part of my routine, and I wear Swanwick’s colored shades to read in bed.
Alpina’s smart bed allowed us to share a mattress even though we didn’t share the thermostat inside. I can’t afford to buy a brand new model now, but the double duvet he replaced with two separate singles. – And it turns out that I rarely wake up. His COO of FreshBed, Hester Noorman, explains:
But paradoxically, despite the Swiss no-nonsense approach, the most important lesson I learned was to take everything a little more lightly. He explained that instead of a complicated (and undeniably annoying) bedtime routine, the best thing to do is stay up until you’re tired and have your partner nod and talk without you one bad. See for yourself that the night is not the end of the world. Inevitably, as soon as I stop worrying, I faint.
Has the Tyrant of the Night finally been exorcised? I really hope so, for both of us.
