What she has to put up with

I didn’t realise how badly I snored until I went on a weekend away with a group of mates. We stayed on a boat on Kariba and had the choice of sleeping inside the relatively mosquito-free, but airless, hot cabin or sleeping on the open deck and getting eaten by mosquitoes. On the first night most guys opted for the former but by the following morning I was alone in the cabin.

I have a vivid memory of one of them standing over me in his underpants with a desperate look on his face shouting “shut-up, shut the fuck up!”

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