I mentioned my concerns about what sort of sleeping arrangements Martijn and I would have on our little weekend away. Mr Jummy discovered that those fears were not unfounded.
Everything always starts out fine. You're laying in bed watching the television...
But at some point, disaster ALWAYS strikes!
Why is it that hotels here don't think you should actually sleep in the same bed as someone without the fear of falling into a cavernous ditch in the bed!?
I suppose it is just one of life's great mysteries.