Well I never thought a soppy story about the woes of duvet wrestling would draw such a response from our readers.
It just goes to show that, along with missing socks and techniques for eating corn on the cob, it's the little anomalies in life that can up a lot of our time.
This, from concerned reader Kathryn:
'Solving the problem starts when you remove the cover. A problem usually needs to be traced back to its roots.
When you remove the cover it usually ends up inside-out. This is good so leave it like this and wash it inside-out and dry it this way as well. This also prevents fading. And if birds pass by it is only on the inside. Then when you come to put it back on, put your arms right in to the far corners of the cover and grab the duvet inner corners. Now pull your hands out holding onto the corners, don't let go, and so the whole thing is now turned inside-out, but now the right side is out and the inner is inside. Hope you got that. The two bottom corners just need to be tucked in depending on how big the opening is and give it a shake. Glade to hear you make the bed!”
And this, from concerned reader Muriel:
'Hi Brian, guess you have heard this heaps of times, just love your Rogers Rabbits each week. The duvet article was so true. I had to write in and mention along with duvets there is the matter of the valances. These usually have to match or tone in with the duvets so when a new duvet is required one has to shift the mattress off and put on a new valance! Very difficult as mattresses are usually extremely heavy and cumbersome. In short, a major operation which quite often ends in sore backs and strained muscles, not like the old days of just throwing on a new bedspread. Bring back candlewick.”
Oh yeah, Valances. Don't start me on the evil Valances. No wonder they shot Liberty Valance. Thanks for the comments, always appreciated.
There's definitely a rising tide of duvet resentment out there at bedtimes!

Cool fish
I'm not one to get all gooey about whales and dolphins. But after encountering Moko in the harbour on several occasions this week, I have to concede he is pretty cool, for a fish.
There's been a bunch of stories, pics and videos on SunLive in the last week, so I won't go overboard here.
But the short version is that I jumped in the harbour with a kayak, following a tip off from the fishing vessel Eskdale that Moko had followed them into port.
It didn't take long for Moko to find me, charging around the kayak like an enthusiastic Labrador. After a bit of friendly argy bargy and boat bumping, he started nudging my paddle. It only took a split second, while I was fiddling with the camera, for him to pinch the paddle and take off around the harbour with it. Later the same day we caught up in Pilot Bay, this time I took a spare paddle and left him to play happily with the other.
Check out the full story, pictures and video on www.SunLive.co.nz.
And take care around Moko. He's a big boy at about 3m long and up to 300kg.
No-one has any idea whether he's around for long, or maybe has already moved on. But best that he and his visitors stay safe.
Check out DOC's advice on SunLive.

No Riff Raff?
It's bizarre that an iconic New Zealander such as Richard O'Brien could be refused residency in this country. The Rocky Horror Show creator is famous the world over. And sure he might be a little different, but there are stranger people allowed to live in Katikati.
We all know who you are!
And compared to some of the lowlifes that immigration lets slip into NZ, he's positively angelic.
You'd think the Minister of Immigration or Rock Legends or whatever would have the power to step in and make worthwhile exceptions to the rules. After all, Richard O'Brien is a former pupil of Tauranga Primary School and has a statue in Hamilton in his honour.
Even our vasectomised Prime Minister has admitted dressing up to go see the show in his younger years. (Too much scary information) Not only should he be welcomed to live in the Bay of Plenty, but Katikati's Barry could be shuffled along the bench seat to make way for a giant bronze Frank N. Furter.