So it's true that old people sleep less. I remember (when sharing a room with you at Moor Park) throwing the window open, letting in the cold, early morning air and pretending to do exercises, with you cowering under the bedclothes begging me to stop!
Oh, the joys of summer! Your an early bird , like my manly man. I chewed him out just yesterday for waking me when he gets up, sleep is the upper most important thing for me! Everytime I go to Europe and come home and get up early for a few days he hopes I'm becoming an early riser. No, it just isn't happening!
I love being up before the sun, Brilliant Husband loves the night hours... can't tell you how many times we have passed on the stairs, me rising and him just going to bed...36 years on, seems to work for us.
"I love being up before the sun, Brilliant Husband loves the night hours... can't tell you how many times we have pissed on the stairs, me rising and him just going to bed...36 years on, seems to work for us."
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So it's true that old people sleep less. I remember (when sharing a room with you at Moor Park) throwing the window open, letting in the cold, early morning air and pretending to do exercises, with you cowering under the bedclothes begging me to stop!
Oh, the joys of summer! Your an early bird , like my manly man. I chewed him out just yesterday for waking me when he gets up, sleep is the upper most important thing for me! Everytime I go to Europe and come home and get up early for a few days he hopes I'm becoming an early riser. No, it just isn't happening!
Sounds just like Lady M, Linda. I daren't wake her in the mornings; my life wouldn't be worth living!
I love being up before the sun, Brilliant Husband loves the night hours...
can't tell you how many times we have passed on the stairs, me rising and him just going to bed...36 years on, seems to work for us.
And not even a tiny hangover? (Bet you're having an afternoon nap.)
No hangover, and no nap! Lady M won't let me.
Ah...the detritus of a summer's feast...
The candles are all but burned down. You did have a late night!
This looks exactly like the manor after all my peeps left. I slept wa-a-ay in this morning!
Party on Cro!
Jacqueline said:
"I love being up before the sun, Brilliant Husband loves the night hours...
can't tell you how many times we have pissed on the stairs, me rising and him just going to bed...36 years on, seems to work for us."
Ah, J - you couple of old romantics. Bless you.
Read again Tom!
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