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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University Hallwalking
I used to live in the end room of a university hall unit. The bathrooms were at the opposite end of a long thin corridor with around 8 bedrooms on either side.
I used to share my bed with my girlfriend (and now fiancee) which was a single bedded plastic mattress. Since the sleepwalks seem to have died down I put it down to the uncomfortable beds and a fairly decent amount of alcohol from time to time.
She recounts that one day I was sleeping naked and she would know that I was sleepwalking because of the unusual way that I would get from the lying position to vertical. I obviously needed a slash and for whatever reason was fully aware of my nakedness so I had looked around and found a towel.
What happened next can only be explained by my sleepwalking logic as I picked up the towel and simply swung it over my shoulder and marched off to the toilet, which as you would imagine would have been an interesting site. I arrived back at the room a few minutes later with towel still on my shoulder and then promptly got back into bed.
Length 8- The whole corridor probably knows.
( , Wed 29 Aug 2007, 10:24, Reply)
I used to live in the end room of a university hall unit. The bathrooms were at the opposite end of a long thin corridor with around 8 bedrooms on either side.
I used to share my bed with my girlfriend (and now fiancee) which was a single bedded plastic mattress. Since the sleepwalks seem to have died down I put it down to the uncomfortable beds and a fairly decent amount of alcohol from time to time.
She recounts that one day I was sleeping naked and she would know that I was sleepwalking because of the unusual way that I would get from the lying position to vertical. I obviously needed a slash and for whatever reason was fully aware of my nakedness so I had looked around and found a towel.
What happened next can only be explained by my sleepwalking logic as I picked up the towel and simply swung it over my shoulder and marched off to the toilet, which as you would imagine would have been an interesting site. I arrived back at the room a few minutes later with towel still on my shoulder and then promptly got back into bed.
Length 8- The whole corridor probably knows.
( , Wed 29 Aug 2007, 10:24, Reply)
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