"The story tells of a prince who wants to marry a princess, but is having difficulty finding a suitable wife. Something is always wrong with those he meets, and he cannot be certain they are real princesses. One stormy night, a young woman drenched with rain seeks shelter in the prince's castle. She claims to be a princess, so the prince's mother decides to test their unexpected guest by placing a pea in the bed she is offered for the night, covered by 20 mattresses and 20 featherbeds. In the morning the guest tells her hosts that she endured a sleepless night, kept awake by something hard in the bed; which she is certain has bruised her. The prince rejoices. Only a real princess would have the sensitivity to feel a pea through such a quantity of bedding. The two are married, and the pea is placed in the Royal Museum."
- Wikipedia (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Princess_and_the_Pea)
I tell you this story, because I think I am a princess *nods*. For few nights after I got back from Edinburgh, I slept really badly and woke up with backaches. I had slept in that bed quite well before, so something had changed. Turns out that while I was away, someone had put a thin sponge/foam type mattress (literally like 3 centimetres thick) on top of the mattress, and when I did my sheets, I just thought that it had always been there and put the sheet over both the mattresses.
So yeah I woke up really sore, and I thought I was just getting old. Like a grandma.
Since I took the top mattress off, I have slept very, very well.
And she slept happily ever after.
The End.
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