At 5.30 pm yesterday evening Maureen decided she was tired and it was time to turn in for the night. I joined her for a while to help her settle down. Once she was asleep I went downstairs. She joined me a couple of hours later and lay on the sofa while I was watching football on the television. After about half an hour she said she wanted to go back to bed for more sleep.
After a short while she came downstairs looking very distressed about getting lost upstairs and not being able to find her way around. I guessed she was nervous about being upstairs alone, and as it was approaching 9 pm, I joined her in bed.
Maureen awoke around midnight and went to the bathroom. On her return she seemed very confused; not knowing where she normally slept. She went downstairs to get a drink and eventually found her way back to our bedroom. She was clearly unhappy about me being in a bed along with her special pillow and blanket. So I made my excuses and removed myself to the spare bedroom. It seemed one of those occasions when Maureen didn’t know who I was or expect us to share her bed.
A short while afterwards I tentatively entered ‘her bedroom’ as I could here her moving around. I tried to settle her down again and tidied up her bedding. She was worried about how to turn the lighting of so I asked her ‘where her torch was?’ and she said: ‘the trouble with this place is there a no locks on the door and things go missing’. Once she was was settled in bed I turned off the light. we said: ‘night night’ and left her too it.
Around 3 am I heard Maureen on the prowl again so I delberately coughed and joined her on the landing. She asked me if I had found my cough medicine and I realised she knew I was her husband this time. So quickly going into role as her Tea Boy I kept the ‘door open’ to rejoining her in the marital bed. Once I appeared with the magic brew I slipped into bed and we had the most amazing conversation which I will relay later, shortly before 10 am.