Gilly wrote:
Zardoz wrote:
Not really a 'nay', more of a '
':
I went to bed early last night as I was pretty tired and fancied reading some more of my book. The book in question is a HP Lovecraft compendium (Necronomicon) and it's chunky and heavy.
Mrs Z and Baba Z II were already asleep so I turned on my side light at it's lowest setting (it has 3!) and tried to get in a position where I could hold the book comfortably and get enough light from the dim lamp. I eventually found that by lying flat on my back with the book above my face was the best way. After a few pages my eyes were getting heavy, and I kept on having to read back over the last paragraph or two.
The next thing I knew I was smacked in the face by the weighty tome as I'd completely fallen asleep with the book still over my head in my arms. Fucking numpty.
I only had one bottle of Henry Westons Vintage Cider, honest! I have a bedtime story that is to do with Mrs T
It was a calm, humid night, sounds of the traffic drifted through the open window, the occasional seagull screamed its love song. I could smell the sea, everything was right with the world.
Mrs T and I were snuggled down in bed, all comfy like. Light was still on, Mrs T was drifting off to sleep so I reached up and turned off the light.
"AAAAIIIAIAIEEEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHHHHH" shouts Mrs T!
"Prithee dear, whatever is the matter?" I exclaim.
"I'm blind" shouts Mrs T... "Wait, you turned the light off didn't you?"
Turns out she had her eyes closed and didn't hear me turn off the light, when she opened them she thought she had gone blind