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Welcome to send me to sleep, the world's sleepiest podcast.

I'm your host, Andrew. I'm here to help calm your mind and send you into a peaceful night's sleep.

Tonight, to get us into the festive Christmas spirit, I'll be reading chapter 2 of a Christmas Carol by Charles Dickens.

So let your eyes fall heavy and your breath soften.

As we settle in, for a peaceful night's sleep.

When Scrooge awoke, it was so dark that looking out of bed, he could scarcely distinguish the transparent window from the opaque walls of his chamber.

He was endeavouring to pierce the darkness with his ferret eyes when the chimes of a neighbouring church struck the four quarters, so he listened for the hour.

To his great astonishment, the heavy bell went on from six to seven, from seven to eight, and regularly up to twelve, then stopped.

Twelve. It was past two when he went to bed. The clock was wrong, an icicle must have got into the works, twelve.

He touched the spring of his repeater to correct this most preposterous clock.

Its rapid little pulse beat twelve and stopped.

Why, it isn't possible, said Scrooge, that I can have slept to a whole day and far into another night.

It isn't possible that anything has happened to the sun, and this is twelve at noon.

The idea being an alarming one, he scrambled out of bed, and grouped his way to the window.

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