SleepwalkingA friend of mine once cooked an entire meal for two in her sleep, ate the lot and washed-up before going back to bed.
She has also awoken to find herself naked, on a fire escape in Fulham, confronted by two burly - and not to mention excitable - officers of the Metropolitan Police.
She doesn't even live in Fulham.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Wed 22 Aug 2007, 22:21)
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It was a rat the size of.....a footThis QOTW just reminded me of something I'd completely forgotten:
A few years ago I woke up in the middle of the night in an absolute heart-stopping terror. I was convinced that a large rat - probably rabid - had got under the covers and was about to bite my foot.
So I grabbed it through the sheets, really, really forcefully. I didn't want it moving an inch either towards me or to try to escape and come back for me later. I think I had it pinned there for a few minutes while I tried to see if I could reach something solid to whack it with. Perfectly reasonable to me.
Fortunately for the rat there was nothing even remotely close to thump it with. And after several minutes (minutes!) of trying instead to choke it to death it finally dawned on me that the foot-long object I had in a death grip wasn't a rat at all.
It was my own foot.
I can't believe it took as long as it did to figure it out, or how I didn't feel any pain in my foot at all at the time. Although I suspect I might have figured it out more quickly if there had been a golf club handily next to the bed.
(, Thu 23 Aug 2007, 21:11, Reply)
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