chriswoodartist

When I got up last night I fumbled around on my bedside table, looking for a clock that wasn’t there – that should have told me something – but it didn’t – I was still half asleep. Next I got out of bed and walked straight into the bedroom door, banging my head and knocking sense into my addled brain. The sudden realisation that I was no longer sleeping in the bed that I had been in for the last three nights hit me. Learning takes place in many ways and  last night learning took place the hard way !

Needless to say, the layout of both bedrooms is different but there were sufficient similarities to add to my belief that I was not at home – wherever that is. I had developed a pattern of behaviour over three nights.