As we all know, ParsleySage is liable to a bit of somniloquy from time to time (incidentally, he has failed to progress the marriage proposal on the grounds that he was 'asleep' at the time the verbal contract was made - a very flimsy defence and no mistake).

One entertaining aspect of this is that when we are chatting in bed at night (yes, we do occasionally talk as well) he will quite often fall asleep mid-conversation - nay, mid-sentence - and start talking complete nonsense without any warning.

Take the other night, for example. One minute he's verbally applauding the finer qualities of my breasts (as you would), and then suddenly he launches in to a comparative study of vacuum cleaners in 2004.

I have to admit to having been slightly confused for at least a couple of minutes.

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