A full moon
The lodge bedroom is not dissimilar to that of a static caravan. Just enough room for a double bed and a wardrobe. Not quite as much room around the bed as we enjoy at home. I semi wake at stupid o’clock as the liquid refreshment taken earlier is now signalling it would like to leave my body. As I always do, without putting a light on to disturb Jo, I swing both legs out sideways, my feet find the floor, I sit upright and then stand – thump! My face connects with the bedroom wall which I forgot is almost touching the bed and I collapse in a crumpled heap wedged in the 12 inch gap between the bed and the bedroom wall. The dog barks and starts jumping all over me and the light comes on. “what on earth are you doing?” I thought I was at home, I explain.
Dazed and still half asleep I make it to the loo whilst there I gaze through the patterned bathroom window and note the brightness of the moon. On exiting the bathroom I head for the kitchen window to gaze in awe at the wonder of a full moon only to realise that there are now three moons unless of course I’ve been gazing at the solar lights attached at intervals to the lodge gutter with one directly above the bathroom window. Oh well, back to bed but I’m now wide awake so decide to write a blog.