As usual, P.G. Wodehouse put it best. “What is it Shakespeare calls sleep, Jeeves?,” Bertie Wooster inquires of his faithful manservant. “Tired Nature’s sweet restorer sir.” “Exactly. Well there you are, then,” Bertie complacently concurs.
Perhaps it was this exchange that President Biden was pondering during the opening speeches at the COP26 when he apparently dozed off.
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