SleepwalkingA 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.
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A cunning linguistMy mother speaks seven languages fluently and used to chunter away in them around the house (she talks to herself). As a little kid, I accepted this as normal, but never learned any of the languages myself (except English, vaguely).
However. One night when I was about three, my mother came into my room to see if I was asleep. I was, so she was leaving, when I started talking to her. In my sleep. In Latin. We had a half-hour long conversation in Latin, in which I displayed perfect grammatical skills and a wide Latin vocabulary. The next day she woke me up, buzzing with excitement, and chattering away in Latin, none of which I understood. When she tried to remind me of our conversation, I looked at her blankly.
Since then, I have never spoken Latin again, sleeping or not. But somewhere I HAVE THE SKILL.
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