Thursday, July 01, 2010

Snoring


Virginia Woolf, age 18, to her half-brother, George:
“Father is stretched at full length snoring on the sofa, and this annoys me so much that I can’t write sense. Thank goodness—he has now waked up (is that grammar?) and is going to play Patience. He must go to a dentist. Could you not write and tell him so?” (L 1.31; 22 April 1900, to George)

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