The lost sleep



A good night’s sleep. One minute it was there then it disappeared. I checked at the local authorities to see if it had been handed in. They searched their recent records but apart from a group on a stag weekend there were no other cases of lost sleep.

“But I must have it back,” I pleaded. “I have terrible fatigue and my face looks like a spat out toffee.”

“Hang on mate,” continued the little man. “Have you got MS?”


"Oh well there’s no chance. We’ve never had a case with MS. Their sleep evaporates into the ether. “You’ll never get that back. Have you tried pills?”

“I have incontinence issues. I need to be able to wake up in an emergency.”

“Cor blimey,” squeaked the man, scratching his ear with a pencil. “You can’t have your cake and eat it.”

I sighed, limping slowly out of the dusty office. There was a gentle snoring sound but I knew it wasn’t mine.


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Hi Steve

If you manage to find where your sleep is hiding, can you see if mine is there as well please!


Pam x

Mine too please Steve, it disappeared about 3 or 4 weeks ago and has only reappeared during in the afternoon ever since

Happy hunting

Sonia x