This morning I woke up about three quarters of an hour before the alarm went off, acutely conscious of two things. Firstly, I was in desperate need of a pee, secondly, it felt as though I had a layer of hoarfrost on me. Someone – no names, no pack drill - had gathered up the entirety of the KING SIZE duvet and was snoozing in contented warmth.
It is my experience that it will take the bulk of autumn and winter to train her to stop doing this, by which time it will be spring and I shall cast the duvet off myself because I am too hot.
It has been suggested that we get or try to get those large continental duvets where we each have our own generously proportioned duvet to do with as we please. I foresee two problems: firstly, we looked last winter and couldn’t find any (mind you, we didn’t look very hard) and secondly, individual or shared, I doubt it would make a ha’p’orth of difference. A second duvet would be annexed before you could say Sudetenland.
Back to sleeping in a bathrobe and scarf for me, then.
It is my experience that it will take the bulk of autumn and winter to train her to stop doing this, by which time it will be spring and I shall cast the duvet off myself because I am too hot.
It has been suggested that we get or try to get those large continental duvets where we each have our own generously proportioned duvet to do with as we please. I foresee two problems: firstly, we looked last winter and couldn’t find any (mind you, we didn’t look very hard) and secondly, individual or shared, I doubt it would make a ha’p’orth of difference. A second duvet would be annexed before you could say Sudetenland.
Back to sleeping in a bathrobe and scarf for me, then.