I’m sat here in my husband’s big leather study chair and could happily sink into a post-lunch dribbly, snory snooze with a book over my face like an elderly Victorian gentleman might. I should be writing reports for work and was really productive this morning. I ate a terrible nap-inducing lunch of French bread pizza, salad and Easter egg. Any tips (apart from not eating lunch at all, which would make me murderous) to avoid the lull? I do acknowledge getting out of the chair of snoozes would be a start.