3 days ago
I am being tortured by restless leg syndrome. This is the only thing that brings me relief - but I wish there was another way: BRYONY GORDON
Every night, for the past ten days of our family holiday to Majorca, I have been enduring a torture so unique I sometimes wonder if I haven't accidentally found myself in an episode of SAS: Who Dares Wins.
After an exhausting day of playing with children in the hotel pool, not to mention the sandcastle-building on the beach (such is the competitiveness of some of the parents here that only full-scale palaces will do), I head towards my bed convinced this will be the evening I finally sleep the sleep of the dead.
