My neighbour, a lovely gentleman in his 60's sleepwalks.
He has actually walked from his house, all the way down his long drive, opens our gates and walks to our front door, rings the bell and stands there in his pj's chatting...usually randon stuff & utter rubbish.
My husband (swearing at length) then brings him home to his long suffering wife.
I don't know if Bobby D is faking it, but I do know that sleepwalkers can negotiate around obstacles and have a conversation of sorts..so who knows
He has actually walked from his house, all the way down his long drive, opens our gates and walks to our front door, rings the bell and stands there in his pj's chatting...usually randon stuff & utter rubbish.
My husband (swearing at length) then brings him home to his long suffering wife.
I don't know if Bobby D is faking it, but I do know that sleepwalkers can negotiate around obstacles and have a conversation of sorts..so who knows




Wish I'd stayed out of this thread now.