I woke up for a moment as I put my hand on the banister-rail but went back to sleep and kept on ascending the stairs of our house. The next thing I remember was the click of the handle on the door of my parent’s bedroom as I turned it and went inside.
It was black dark and I must’ve woken them up but I managed to announce, more than once I believe, “We beat Norwich 7-1 and Nicky Sharkey scored five.” My dad mumbled something like, “All right, son. Go back to bed, now.” Next thing I knew I was waking up in bed in the morning. That was the last time, as far as I’m aware, that I went sleepwalking but if Sunderland ever do win 7-1 again, I’d be happy to give it another go. Mind you, it took me about ten years to live down that initial effort as it was regularly brought up at family gatherings.