There Were Three in the Bed …
I woke up this morning feeling very refreshed after a long and satisfying sleep. It wasn’t completely uninterrupted as I did have a couple of ‘ticcing fits’ during the night. Despite that I had one of the longest and deepest sleeps I can remember in a long time.
I always worry when I’m sleeping in the same room as other people that my tics will disturb them. Nez’s van is surprisingly comfortable but it’s small and to start with I was anxious about making a load of noise in the night.
I needn’t have worried. It hasn’t been a big problem, partly because I’m sleeping better because of all the fresh air and ambling up and down hills, and partly because Leftwing Idiot and Nez seem really relaxed and unfazed by interrupted sleep. In fact they both seemed to enjoy being woken up in the night by me shouting:
“I love bears in World War Two uniform!”