That Must Have Last Wee of the Night

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You're in bed just finished watching a movie, had a couple of glasses of red, duvet up around the neck, alarm on, drink of squash on the bedside cabinet, all ready for snuggle down and sleepville, snoozytown, Arizonap, and you know you don't have a cat's chance in hell of sleeping unless you go for that 'last wee' of the night. you don't even need it. It's so psychologically hammered into your psyche that to ignore it would result in the night from hell. Out of the bed you trawl, likkle stumble, louder grumble, tiny ejection of wee.... "do I need to flush?"...nah..."but what if a visitor gets to the toilet in the morning before you?" ... you flush... another notch on the bedpost for Southern fucking Water........