I'm still a bit on edge in my new bedroom and at 10 to 1 last night and I was woken up by a huge crash. My immediate thought was 'GUNSHOT!', but after my brain had reasoned it wouldn't be that, it jumped to 'BURGLAR'! I lay there doing some deep breathing exercises whilst Lee patted my arm and told me it was ok, a baking tray just fell over (what?) and to go back to sleep.
I calmed down as I hadn't heard anything else for a while, and I begun to express my worry to Lee who then said 'do you want to go and have a look around?' He wasn't awake, he just kind of patted my arm and mumbled in his sleep. The emphasis was on the 'you'. My knight in shining armour was no where to be seen.
I managed, after a few exchanges, to make him get out of bed with me and look around. I had to open the door first though, visions of being face to face with a burglar were flashing through my brain. Turns out the bathroom shelves fell off the wall.
My fear then disappeared but was replaced by annoyance at the shoddy state of the shelving.