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)
« Go Back
not me but....
My lodger suffered from all sorts of sleep-related badness but it was the sleep talking and snoring that really got to me.
I figured if I could embarrass him enough he'd do something about the talking issue which might solve the other problems. (I was losing sleep at this point due to the 'rusty saw and wet balsa snore' thing.)
So one morning I challenged him:
"you know you talk in your sleep don't you?"
"Yeah, what was I saying?" He asks.
Now the sad truth is that he was replaying an episode of Sharpe in his head. Lots of orders, commands and the like, but this does not fit my nefarious purpose.
"Well" - says I - "I wouldn't want to be talking like that about my mother if anyone else was around."
Cue the mortified lodger obviously, now thinking he chats about getting jiggy with his mum in his sleep.
Didn't actually do anything about the problem though! He eventually moved out after being awoken at about 3am to find me standing over him with a pickaxe helve threatening to smash his fucking head in if he didn't stop snoring.
That worked.
( , Sat 25 Aug 2007, 10:37, Reply)
My lodger suffered from all sorts of sleep-related badness but it was the sleep talking and snoring that really got to me.
I figured if I could embarrass him enough he'd do something about the talking issue which might solve the other problems. (I was losing sleep at this point due to the 'rusty saw and wet balsa snore' thing.)
So one morning I challenged him:
"you know you talk in your sleep don't you?"
"Yeah, what was I saying?" He asks.
Now the sad truth is that he was replaying an episode of Sharpe in his head. Lots of orders, commands and the like, but this does not fit my nefarious purpose.
"Well" - says I - "I wouldn't want to be talking like that about my mother if anyone else was around."
Cue the mortified lodger obviously, now thinking he chats about getting jiggy with his mum in his sleep.
Didn't actually do anything about the problem though! He eventually moved out after being awoken at about 3am to find me standing over him with a pickaxe helve threatening to smash his fucking head in if he didn't stop snoring.
That worked.
( , Sat 25 Aug 2007, 10:37, Reply)
« Go Back