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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the problem is NOT waking upThe problem with me is not waking up... this was exploited to various elaborate lengths by my friends who new after a few sherbets I would nodd off into a virtual coma, leaving myself open to every prank in the book. Yes all the usual, half an eyebrow, going to the toilet in a pub loking in the mirror to see a Groucho moustache and glasses... but the strangest way to wake up was at a party in a rather posh and large family garden... in a trailer, travelling at speed, downhill toward a girl with her knickers round her ankles having slighted off to the bushes for a pee. It clipped a tree broke the wood off the end of the trailer with the force of decelleration and i skidded and tumbled to a halt right in front of her astonished urinating pose.... and you think dreams can be wierd!
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