I was, in fact, the kid who stayed up all night reading books. ...

I was, in fact, the kid who stayed up all night reading books. My father developed a special cough that he’d do half way up the stairs, to warn me he was coming so that I could turn my light off and he didn’t have to come in to tell me to go to sleep. I’m fairly sure it was his subtle middle ground between being a responsible parent, and not wanting to have to tell me off all the time.

Sleep would always come a pale second to ‘just one more chapter’ when I was at an exciting part of my latest...