The ZZZZZZ-factor

I've not been sleeping well of late, so when I came home from work last night, I decided to take action: Despite disliking the taste of any form of alcohol, I hunted down the bottle of wine that was left over from previous night's family dinner-do, and poured myself a large glass.

I passed out twenty minutes later and it was the best night's sleep I've had in days.

Lightweights've got nuffink on me.