Tigger, 'Triffid' was a nickname at school....I went on a PGL adventure holiday in Shropshire I think many years ago and The Day of the Triffids series was on telly.. I remember being told that I spoke in my sleep... So one night I decided to stand on my top bunk bed and with eyes closed in a pretend trance I decided to scare the other 11 year olds. Outside the dorm through a big long sash window there was a big wide lawn. In the moonlight there was lots of dark spooky looking trees and strange silhouettes. I spoke in a sinsiter voice that triffids were shuffling along the lawn towards us... I think that there was a lot of frightened 11 year olds that night
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The next night one of the girls in the adjoining dorm asked if I wanted to spend some time with them...chatting and stuff... I was 11..no funny business!. In the meantime the guys in my dorm managed to put a tree in my bed. I walked in the room, switched the light on as all the other boys were tucked up, was shouted at to turn the light off, climbed up my steps to the top bunk, got in the sheets, felt something weird, fell off the top bunk...screamed and then shouted in pain as I hit the carpet.
Everybody laughed till it hurt and I was then known as Triffid..
