Take soft bedsocks, a water bottle --yes: it can be a bit crisp in Blighty even in June-- and the following to bed....
Warm some milk, add a teaspoon of honey, a little pinch of nutmeg and the tiniest grating of chocolate - cheap or posh. Now stir it all together with a big fat cinnamon quill and retire. This works especially well if you are reading something soothing. My plan tonight: Miss Read or possibly, from the children's shelf, my old copy of The Wind in the Willows. For extra appeal, you can start at the Wild Wood chapter and, if you're not asleep by the end, you can enjoy the descriptions of the plates that winked suggestively on the dresser, the famished animals soon to be replete and the clean, lavender-scented sheets in Mr Badger's house -- all when Rat and Mole finally get out of the snow.
Dulce Domum.
Night Night.
P.S: I won't tell anyone if you suck noisily on the cinnamon quill or if you add whisky to your posset.
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