And the cat was aggrieved
I woke up this morning and couldn't find the alarm clock. Upon further investigation (turning on the light) the clock was in it's proper place but I wasn't. I had fought my way around so I was laying slantways across the bed (with my head and thus hands as far away from the clock as possible), thrown a pillow on the floor and Alex was sitting on the rug looking up at me with the accusatory look only a cat can have. I must have had a restless night indeed!