My parents in their wisdom wouldn't buy two single beds, but kept the double bed bought when my mum had a couple billeted on her in the War. Pity they didn't get single beds.
I slept with my sister till I left to get married top to tail fashion till I was 20. I hated it. There was three years difference in us and when you are a teenager that three years is more like five years. I'm a restless sleeper and often didn't get to sleep for hours, I couldn't put on a light and read so lay there festering.
The annoying thing for me was there was a spare room filled with junk which would have made an excellent bedroom for me. I did manage to claim room in there when studying for O levels though and sat listening to Radio Luxumburg and studying, absolute bliss.
Anyone else have similar memories of distaste sleeping? I'm 70 years old.
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