We got back to the Caravan about 1am 'slightly worse for wear' (Read this as tired and slightly intoxicated).
Being a bit of a 'Planner' my Cpap was set up ready to go on the bedside table (It was a BIG Caravan with two bedrooms). The girls and my wife had already gone to bed, all I had to do was lock up the Caravan and go to bed, but I fancied another drink. Several rather large drinks later I 'Staggered' off to bed.
I was very quiet and got into bed, I put on a Nasal Pillows mask and started the Cpap machine (I didn't use Ramp and a full 15cmh20 pressure kicked in).
Something was very wrong as I had something (That seemed to be alive?) jammed firmly in my left nostril. (It's obvious now that a Wasp looking for a place to sleep thought my Nasal Pillows mask was a good bed for the night!).
I jumped out of bed sending the Cpap machine crashing to the floor, I must confess I must have looked a bit odd as there I was in the 'Buff' staggering around the bedroom with a Cpap machine swinging like something from 'The Pit and the Pendulum'.
I had woken everybody up in my panic and the girls were now heading for the bedroom, I grabbed at the only item of clothing I could and to my horror realised as the light went on (The Girls again) that you cannot cover much with one of my wifes slipper's, by this time my wife was in utter hysterics an I still had the damn wasp jammed up my left nostril. Realising there wasn't any danger the girls joined my wife on the bed and all three were in fits of laughter at the naked vista that unfolded in front of them.
I removed the machine and quickly covered up and headed of to the 'On Suite bathroom' (It really was a big Caravan!) to try and remove the damn wasp, which was now probably a bit 'miffed' at all the commotion. I inhaled through my mouth and closed my right nostril with my finger, and tried to breathe out and expel the wasp. After two attempts it worked and it flew straight out the window probably to annoy somebody else.
I put on a dressing gown and returned to the bedroom, only to find all three in complete hysterics on the bed.
Evidentially in my haste I was standing there in my wifes pink fluffy dressing gown and my wife had told the girls that when she got up later that day, she would throw away one of her pink fluffy slippers as well!
These days I always leave the room when the subject of wasp's or Pink slipper is broached (Can you blame me?)