Not perhaps so much a ritual
as a family trait...

Me and my brothers all seem to have sleep disorders.

Apparently I talk in my sleep. More accurately, I cuss in my sleep, (allegedly) telling the listener to "fuck off", "leave me alone" or "get off me". This can happen even when I am having nice dreams of kittums and things.

Brother Dan has developed somnambulism. He often works abroad and wakes up in foreign hotel lobbies wearing nowt but his boxers with no recollection of how he got there. Getting back into his room often proves an ordeal.
When my brothers shared a house a few years ago, Brother Rob, would wake up to find Dan lurking in his room, oblivious to Rob's bemused questions. Rob got used to it after a while and would accept that his brother would manifest at strange hours, mumbling "oh, it's Dan again, not a burglar" and going straight back to sleep.
When Dan was little he frequently hurled himself out of bed. In her infinite wisdom, my mum - rather than moving him to the bottom bunk - made a multitude of beanbags and strategically placed them so that when he landed he would just carry on sleeping.

Rob is mostly quite normal... but when we shared a hotel room in Albania he warned me before going to bed that he had been known to shriek in his sleep. Specifically shriek. Nothing else.
( warmfuzzies Isn't here, Tue 25 Nov 2008, 23:23, 2 replies)

to be honest
If I woke up in Albania and in bed with my sister, I would probably shriek as well ;)
(Halfy By light alone, Wed 26 Nov 2008, 12:54, closed)

We only shared the room!
Not the bed!

Otherwise, it's a valid point :)
( warmfuzzies Isn't here, Wed 26 Nov 2008, 16:24, closed)