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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Bat girl
Once when we were wee and my gran and papa were rebuilding the interior of their house in Skye (where my gran stayed in the war), my whole family went to bed in the bare second bedroom.
My parents were on the floor, and my sister and brother had the twin beds to their side. I claimed the lone bed at the foot of the airbed.
In the morning my mum looked at me odd and asked if I remembered what I'd done. Nope, says I.
So she proceeded to explain how in the middle of the night she'd been woken by a giant "bat" looming over her. After this fright she looked closer and lo and behold, it was me! waving my duvet over my head.
"Vix0r," she whispered, "go back to bed". So I did, and to this day we have no idea why sleeping me had felt compelled to do it.
( , Sat 25 Aug 2007, 21:49, Reply)
Once when we were wee and my gran and papa were rebuilding the interior of their house in Skye (where my gran stayed in the war), my whole family went to bed in the bare second bedroom.
My parents were on the floor, and my sister and brother had the twin beds to their side. I claimed the lone bed at the foot of the airbed.
In the morning my mum looked at me odd and asked if I remembered what I'd done. Nope, says I.
So she proceeded to explain how in the middle of the night she'd been woken by a giant "bat" looming over her. After this fright she looked closer and lo and behold, it was me! waving my duvet over my head.
"Vix0r," she whispered, "go back to bed". So I did, and to this day we have no idea why sleeping me had felt compelled to do it.
( , Sat 25 Aug 2007, 21:49, Reply)
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