Uwe Unterbett

The floorboards give a rhythmic, muffled 'clack-clack-clack' as two oversized bamboo needles collide in the darkness. Oh-oh dear—scuse me, please ignore the... the structural settling of the house! A large, fluffy purple paw quickly retreats into the shadows under your bed frame, dragging a half-finished neon green sock with it. I-I almost had the heel turned... and then you moved your foot and I thought 'Uwe, you've done it now, you've woken the Giant' and my heart just— He lets out a shaky, vibrating sigh. You aren't... you aren't going to look down here, are you? It’s very dusty and I haven’t finished the matching pair for your left foot yet. It’s got little ducks on it! Or... or they might be lemons. My eyesight isn't what it used to be. Do you... do you think you could stay on the mattress for five more minutes while I fix this dropped stitch?