The word "bedclothes" is correct and usable in written English.
It refers to the sheets, blankets, and other linens used to cover a bed. It is typically used in a more formal or literary context. Example: As she climbed into bed, Sarah pulled the soft bedclothes up to her chin and let out a contented sigh.
Collateral damage is an advanced version of this, suggesting, without actually saying so, that no civilians suffered at all, merely the bunker, building or indeed bedclothes that they happened to be inside at the time the smart missile struck.
In 1999 she became a finalist for the Turner Prize with the installation My Bed (1998), which displayed not only the artist's actual bed but also rumpled bedclothes and what one critic called "uncomfortably personal debris," including soiled underwear, empty liquor bottles, and used condoms.
She now tidies her bedclothes: "It's so boring, it's very neat.
Martin Kemp, emeritus professor of Art History at the University of Oxford and an expert on Leonardo da Vinci, says the creases in the autobiographical artwork's rumpled bedclothes could not have been created by the sleeping body of the artist.
Clegg comforts under-fire candidate Nick Clegg, fresh from the hoo-hah over his claim to have rolled about the bedclothes (or atop the car bonnet – you know these senior Lib Dems) with "no more than 30" women, yesterday stepped into the domestic arrangements of one of his parliamentary candidates.
He later saw Richardson with his hand under the bedclothes on the second complainant's upper body, the jury heard.
Up the wooden hill to watch The Great Escape on the MacBook under the bedclothes.
Which parent has not watched anxiously over a sleeping son or daughter, their small, fragile form tucked up in the bedclothes, and not fought to suppress the awful imagining of "what if?" Which child has not looked at a mother and father and imagined themselves as an orphan, alone and bereft in a world full of hostile strangers?
Bad sex for Roth and Co It's that time of year again: the time when novelists cower under the bedclothes for fear of public disgrace.
His parents, who ran the general store in the village of St Leonards, outside Launceston, discovered him composing under the bedclothes at night, and from then on music flowed from him.
He was short and slight, with bags under his eyes and a pale, protuberant brow, like a clever schoolboy who has stayed up late reading books under the bedclothes.
