Need more sleep or time or both

This time of year I just want to cozy on up by the fire, drink tea and read great books. I always feel like I need more sleep. Hibernating sounds very appealing. So that is what we've done (nestling by the fire,not hibernating) in between writing our Christmas wish lists, our usual outside the home activities and a visit to the cinema for IntoFilm week (see https://www.intofilm.org/ for more details about this wonderful learning opportunity that happens in November each year). 

We went to see Alice Through the Looking Glass where the Jabberwocky got a brief mention. So naturally once we got home we hunted out the brilliant poem Lewis Carroll wrote about the Jabberwocky and settled down by the fire with a cuppa and some brilliant reading and poetry. 

Jabberwocky 

Twas brillig, and the slithy toves 
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: 
All mimsy were the borogoves, 
And the mome raths outgrabe. 

'Beware the Jabberwock, my son! 
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch! 
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun 
The frumious Bandersnatch!' 

He took his vorpal sword in hand: 
Long time the manxome foe he sought 
So rested he by the Tumtum tree, 
And stood a while in thought. 

And, as in uffish thought he stood, 
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, 
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood, 
And burbled as it came! 

One two! One two! And through and through 
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack! 
He left it dead, and with its head 
He went galumphing back. 

'And hast thou slain the Jabberwock? 
Come to my arms, my beamish boy! 
Oh frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!' 
He chortled in his joy. 

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves 
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: 
All mimsy were the borogoves, 
And the mome raths outgrabe.

By Lewis Carroll