Sleepwalking
A 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.
( , Wed 22 Aug 2007, 22:21)
A 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.
( , Wed 22 Aug 2007, 22:21)
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Freak child
I managed similar exploits in my formative years, none of which were as a result of the dreaded piss. I've awoken halfway through number of various activities:
-With a jar of Marmite in my hand and a fully set breakfast table before me.
-Presenting cups of tea to various members of the family at random times of night.
-Pissing in various places including, but not limited to, a cupboard, standing on my bed, the greenhouse and up a tree in our neighbour's garden.
Have also managed:
-Conversations, fully blown duologues with other people and not found out until days later.
Best of all, I climbed into bed with my 4 year old sister and proceeded to piss myself. We weren't discovered until the morning and the smell of slash was pretty pervasive through both space and time.
My dear mother, not wanting to scare me, called these occurrences 'night terrors'. Reassured I was not.
( , Fri 24 Aug 2007, 18:15, Reply)
I managed similar exploits in my formative years, none of which were as a result of the dreaded piss. I've awoken halfway through number of various activities:
-With a jar of Marmite in my hand and a fully set breakfast table before me.
-Presenting cups of tea to various members of the family at random times of night.
-Pissing in various places including, but not limited to, a cupboard, standing on my bed, the greenhouse and up a tree in our neighbour's garden.
Have also managed:
-Conversations, fully blown duologues with other people and not found out until days later.
Best of all, I climbed into bed with my 4 year old sister and proceeded to piss myself. We weren't discovered until the morning and the smell of slash was pretty pervasive through both space and time.
My dear mother, not wanting to scare me, called these occurrences 'night terrors'. Reassured I was not.
( , Fri 24 Aug 2007, 18:15, Reply)
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