It only ever happened to me once. I was told that Father Christmas wouldn’t come if I didn’t go to bed, and like a fool I believed it. 
Must have been a shocking discovery for you.
So now you know different what will you do this year when Santa’s due?
I don’t know. If I’m lucky, maybe somebody will trick me into bed. 
Nope, never ever.
You’ve got to be a special kind of dumb to be tricked into bed as an adult
Once got so drunk that I fell asleep in a flower bed, if that counts.
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Were you figuring out the life of Pi in that flowerbed Dex
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Absolutely no idea. Realising that I wasn’t going to move, someone obviously threw a sleeping bag over me and I woke up with my head at the feet end.
You won’t know where I mean, but this was at a house party in Eccles (reknowned for the Eccles cake)
Dead right, Minx, I wouldn’t fall for that old Father Christmas ploy now. I’m much too smart. 
You won’t believe this, Dex, but the very same thing happened to me in Pontefract. 
How come you keep leaving that carrot and glass of sherry by the radiator every Christmas Eve, when you go to bed?
What happens in Vegas, stays in ………
I’m kidding! 
Of course not. 
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It’s a bit like how I don’t believe in ghosts, but daren’t walk through a graveyard at night. It doesn’t hurt to allow for your being wrong. 
I can easily accept that Herbs.
My parents told me if I went to bed early I would grow up handsome…They lied!.. 
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It sounds more like you let them down, Foxy. 
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I was, but at the time, wanted to be tricked. 
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So you tricked somebody into tricking you into bed, Spitty? You bounder. 
I paid them back for my cosmetic deficiencies though Harbal…I grew up clever, polite, athletic, and became the daughter they always wanted…
More or less, more probably.
I was a at the time, that may explain it 