Last night as I was lying awake, I was wondering what to do to get back to sleep. I got up and read
Robinson Crusoe for a few pages, then dipped into my favourite book
The Observer's Book of British Grasses and of course the Bible. Then I wondered what should I do next when a voice in my head, God I thought, said, "What about a little dancing?" He knows I love to dance, but three o'clock in the morning is not the time.
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