My Bedmate ...

... is a rather cute cuddly little toy dog, called, erm, Dog!

Yes, I know, I'm way too old to be sleeping with a cuddly toy. But the truth of it is that I can't sleep without him!

When I was a child I had a toy rabbit that I slept with. Apparantly I'd suck one ear and flick the other. Then, when I'd sucked away all of one ear, I sucked the other and flicked the stump! But I always slept with him under my cheek. He eventually became known as Scabby Harry - cos he did become rather scabby looking. He's still with me, but for hygiene's sake he's now in a box in the loft!

In the past ten years I've had a beanbag frog, but that had to go after it split in the middle of the night. And Dog's been my night time companion for the past four or five years. Unless he's under my cheek - I just can't get to sleep!

Hubby was used to it! MM1 often lies on it, but doesn't mind if I put him under my cheek when we're having a cuddle. MM2 actually has thrown it out of bed (naughty MM2!) Mr Lorry Driver refused to allow me to bring him to bed with me and, sadly, Dog never made acquaintance with Mr Hypnosis :-(

See, for all I'm a bit of a tart, I'm still really a big softy!

Para xx