Comments on: I slept in that Bed… http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2007/10/27/i-slept-in-that-bed%e2%80%a6/ I am not a has-been. I am a will be. Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might as well dance Thu, 17 May 2012 06:56:02 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.6.2 By: Grannymar » When My Time Comes http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2007/10/27/i-slept-in-that-bed%e2%80%a6/#comment-18436 Grannymar » When My Time Comes Fri, 24 Oct 2008 05:51:55 +0000 http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2007/10/27/i-slept-in-that-bed%e2%80%a6/#comment-18436 [...] already mentioned the table where I had my breakfast in a previous post. On this occasion I was enjoying work on a totally [...] [...] already mentioned the table where I had my breakfast in a previous post. On this occasion I was enjoying work on a totally [...]

]]> By: Grannymar http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2007/10/27/i-slept-in-that-bed%e2%80%a6/#comment-1379 Grannymar Sun, 28 Oct 2007 18:25:01 +0000 http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2007/10/27/i-slept-in-that-bed%e2%80%a6/#comment-1379 I love the baby stories girls! I love the baby stories girls!

]]> By: steph http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2007/10/27/i-slept-in-that-bed%e2%80%a6/#comment-1377 steph Sun, 28 Oct 2007 17:58:01 +0000 http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2007/10/27/i-slept-in-that-bed%e2%80%a6/#comment-1377 Nancy's story reminds me of a time many years ago when I spent an Easter in Dingle with my partner and inlaws-to-be. To save on expense (and for a bit of a laugh) I agreed to let my future father-in-law share our 3-bedded room in the hotel. When we returned from a meal out, he politely went to bed while the rest of the party went to the hotel bar. On passing reception I asked if I could have another pillow for the night but not wanting the staff to discover 'the old fella', I told them that there was a baby asleep in the room and to please leave the pillow outside the door. When we staggered back to our room some hours later, the pillow was in the corridor alright but we could also hear LOUD snores coming from the 'baby'! Nancy’s story reminds me of a time many years ago when I spent an Easter in Dingle with my partner and inlaws-to-be. To save on expense (and for a bit of a laugh) I agreed to let my future father-in-law share our 3-bedded room in the hotel. When we returned from a meal out, he politely went to bed while the rest of the party went to the hotel bar. On passing reception I asked if I could have another pillow for the night but not wanting the staff to discover ‘the old fella’, I told them that there was a baby asleep in the room and to please leave the pillow outside the door. When we staggered back to our room some hours later, the pillow was in the corridor alright but we could also hear LOUD snores coming from the ‘baby’!

]]> By: Nancy http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2007/10/27/i-slept-in-that-bed%e2%80%a6/#comment-1359 Nancy Sat, 27 Oct 2007 23:29:03 +0000 http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2007/10/27/i-slept-in-that-bed%e2%80%a6/#comment-1359 Grannymar, I loved your post about the beds, and your travels to the Cape. I once went with friends on a motor tour of France and our first night was booked at a small hotel in Dinon. We arrived about 2 P.M. on a Sunday afternoon and there was a huge party in progress in the dining room. We were told by the Innkeeper that our room was ready but that the party was a Christening for a new baby and that baby was asleep in our room and we couldn't go in there till the babe woke up. We were perfectly agreeable to that and left our luggage and went touring for two hours and when we got back the little baby was awake and the room was available. It was a sweet room like the one in your picture and we enjoyed every minute we spent there. We were invited to join the party but were too tired to take advantage of their hospitality and couldn't wait to go to bed in the beautiful room that the innkeeper had prepared for us. Thanks for bringing back that lovely memory to me. Grannymar,

I loved your post about the beds, and your travels to the Cape.

I once went with friends on a motor tour of France and our first night was booked at a small hotel in Dinon. We arrived about 2 P.M. on a Sunday afternoon and there was a huge party in progress in the dining room.

We were told by the Innkeeper that our room was ready but that the party was a Christening for a new baby and that baby was asleep in our room and we couldn’t go in there till the babe woke up.

We were perfectly agreeable to that and left our luggage and went touring for two hours and when we got back the little baby was awake and the room was available.

It was a sweet room like the one in your picture and we enjoyed every minute we spent there. We were invited to join the party but were too tired to take advantage of their hospitality and couldn’t wait to go to bed in the beautiful room that the innkeeper had prepared for us.

Thanks for bringing back that lovely memory to me.

]]> By: Grannymar http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2007/10/27/i-slept-in-that-bed%e2%80%a6/#comment-1358 Grannymar Sat, 27 Oct 2007 20:59:56 +0000 http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2007/10/27/i-slept-in-that-bed%e2%80%a6/#comment-1358 Baino, beds are very busy places! ;). Like you I often lie awake. I keep the radio on turned low in the hope that the drone of it will lull me to sleep. Three consecutive hours is a good nights sleep nowadays. Baino, beds are very busy places! ;).

Like you I often lie awake. I keep the radio on turned low in the hope that the drone of it will lull me to sleep. Three consecutive hours is a good nights sleep nowadays.

]]> By: Baino http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2007/10/27/i-slept-in-that-bed%e2%80%a6/#comment-1357 Baino Sat, 27 Oct 2007 20:44:30 +0000 http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2007/10/27/i-slept-in-that-bed%e2%80%a6/#comment-1357 Grannymar that's a terrific post. Got me thinking about what we do in beds, we're born in them, healed in them, make love in them, frolic in them, bounce children on our knees in them, read in them, lie sick in them, die in them. Oh and sleep in them of course or in my case, often lie awake in them! I'm just glad they can't talk! Grannymar that’s a terrific post. Got me thinking about what we do in beds, we’re born in them, healed in them, make love in them, frolic in them, bounce children on our knees in them, read in them, lie sick in them, die in them. Oh and sleep in them of course or in my case, often lie awake in them! I’m just glad they can’t talk!

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