Its funny how things digress .. I started to write about friendships, in an earlier post and got distracted, with a memory about sleep walking.
As everyone enjoyed it so much... I thought I would let you in on an unforgettable evening, along the same theme.
It was a few years ago, and we had just moved into this house. In the process of re-wiring and plumbing, whilst living amongst the mess .. The lime paster was burning my skin and my hair was like an eighteen century wig. We had a black tie business dinner to go to. My husband thought, as I hadn't been pampered for so long, we should stay over, in the hotel where it was taking place.. and booked the Bridal Suite.
I have to say it was heaven. I cannot, for fear of being sued reveal the hotels name. But it was a very nice one.
It had recently been decorated, complete with beautiful soft furnishings, and a striking circular bath with curtain arrangement. Cream thick pile carpets throughout, and lovely antique furniture.
I was in heaven. Away from all the dust and cold at home.
Crisp white sheets that I hadn't ironed .. Actually would have loved to just have a long bath and go to bed, rather than go to the dinner.
But that was why we were here.
Fast forward now ... about 2AM. I leave to go to bed.
I last saw my husband, drinking a pint of champagne, and making speeches that he couldn't finish .. I had to go before I was in the same state.
I left him in the care of my mother in law, she was also at the function. Being a family business, and a good excuse to socialise. Just getting into bed. I can hear them stumbling along the corridor, banging from one wall to the other.. Him shouting...
"I am going to bed now to shag my wife" ...
"Yes very nice dear" .. Mother in Law
You get the picture ....
My husband is a perfect "Old Fashioned Drunk".
Anyhow .. we get him in the room and he slips to the floor. I try to remove his clothes, but after several attempts, just give up.
I just cover him with a blanket and go to sleep....
In the deep dark recess of my mind I can hear some strange sounds, but continue to drift in and out of consciousness .. slightly drunk myself.
Knock Knock Knock !... a loud banging on the door awakens me so I open it .. Standing in the corridor is a half naked husband.. mine !
All he has on is his shirt and bow tie. God only knows where he had been ..
We get back into bed .. I drift off...
Running water.......... its amazing how a sound in the wrong place can make you wake up bolt upright. Somehow I knew in a spilt second that there was no running water in this room ... the bathroom although en suite was down a mini corridor
Yup... you guessed it. He was peeing in the wardrobe, luckily into the suitcase.
Managing to catch it all .. I go to the bathroom to empty it .. when I nearly drop the thing in shock......
The once romantic bathroom, was now a bomb site ... curtains and rail all down .. complete with tiles and raw plugs, out of the wall !!
I nearly fainted in shock ....I say nearly... As there was then a loud...
Crash..
I ran back up the corridor only to see that he had fallen like a tree head first into the antique dressing table and smashed his nose which was now bleeding all over the beautiful, new cream carpet....
Thankfully still alive.
The aftermath..
Well the next morning I went to get my Mother in law .. I just didn't know what to do.
I had managed to clean up the pee, and the blood. But the bathroom was beyond me.
It reminded me of a scene from the movie "What's up Doc ?"
Together we hatched and exit strategy...
Saying that he had slipped in the bath. Being a big boy of 6'2", had pulled on the curtains to save himself. It had all fallen apart, ripping out of the wall. Resulting in him, falling and banging his nose... Which was now swollen, with two black eyes.
They were so grateful we were not suing... We were grateful to get out of there, before they checked the room..... phew!
What had really happened...
Well we will never know... we can only surmise, that he had not been able to take his trousers off, and had slipped in his own pee .. pulling on the curtains to save himself ..
Being asleep through the whole thing, he cannot of course verify this