An inaction packed with Torp!

𝗔 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝗯𝗶𝗿𝗱 𝘁𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝗺𝗲” 𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗲 𝗶𝘁’𝘀 ‘𝗮 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗲𝘀𝘆 𝗺𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁?’

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Back to the sick bed with poor Torp, King of his own Castle as he climbs the continuously spiral ‘wooden hill to Bedfordshire’ whilst snoozing contentedly. A look of serene contentment on his little face.

The nurse by his side giving him a really nice bed-bath.

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For those of a sedentary horizontal persuasion, this must be a scene that illicits a feeling of significant pleasure?

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After a cheese sandwich supper, (he usually manages a few minutes of wakefulness if ‘snap,’ (aka: scran, bait, fodder or buttie), have been consumed. Choose your own slang), he slips into a fitful and much needed slumber.

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𝗪𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲

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Sleep comes naturally to Torp, but ‘unnaturally’ he is used to serene slumber, with angels and butterflies, rabbits and twit-to-woo night owls. Twit to woo night owls……………………….???

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𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿:

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You have read enough, and so to picture book world (to the left of these wise words – back to your childhood then?

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And too much can be more than enough, as Torp has a 'wet wipe' moment.