by Tony Cartlidge Ced There you are as usual, lazing in the yard, barely raising an eyebrow as people slip past the gate. Only your nose twitching at the gap in the fence. If you’re even awake, that is. You could sleep for England, you could. Except to suction up a bucket of water or scratch, you don’t seem to move for days. You’re like those things that our Yvonne told us about in America, where she went with that fella of hers. Insects that sleep for 20 years and then wake