Sunday 27 December 2009

zzzzz

How many ways are there to describe what some are prone to do at this time of a Sunday afternoon?















snooze
a little shut-eye
40 winks
a little folding of the hands - Prufrock, TS Eliot
just resting my eyes - my Grandad's favourite
nap
cat nap
power nap
go to the land of nod
hit the hay
up the apples and pears
up the wooden hill

Any more?

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