God help us all
My sister used to sleep walk all the time, most notably one Christmas Eve when she came downstairs at about 10pm with a cup from her tea set, put it on the table and then went back up to bed. Strange girl.

However, the weirdest sleepwalker I've ever encountered was my ex boyfriend's stepdad. I'd heard several stories about his sleepwalking. As soon as a few beers were had, out came the stories. And they were pretty funny, mainly because they weren't happening to me. He'd previously tried to pee in my chap's brother's washbin and wardrobe and tried to climb into bed with his girlfriend. He'd also got into bed with my chap's girlfriend and cuddled up to her.

I found this pretty hilarious until one night I had the shock of my life. After a fairly hefty night out, I woke up to go to the toilet. I staggered along the landing and could see that the toilet door was open. It looked as though someone was in there, but I thought maybe it was just my eyes adjusting to the dark, because the door was open. I got to the wall outside the door and switched the bathroom light on to find my boyfriend's stepdad sat asleep and completely starkers on the toilet. Had it not been the middle of the night and had I not been half asleep I think I could've dealt with it. However, still slightly drunk I ran back to my boyfriend's room and, remembering previous stories, closed and locked the door! Urrrgh.
( El Lazarus is calm now, Ish,, Fri 24 Aug 2007, 20:00, Reply)