Bizarrely, last night I dreamt I was attending the next TS committee meeting, where you showed me the new passport you had to get after the Australia conference debacle. (Note that I do not in fact recollect whether you found your old one after all, or had to get a replacement.)
The night before last, I dreamed I was cuddling a reddish-brown collie cross puppy, which then bounded away and jumped into a bucket of orange juice, from which it emerged resembling a puppy in sweet and sour sauce. It is generally agreed that my dreams are at the surreal end of the spectrum.
Bizarrely, last night I dreamt I was attending the next TS committee meeting, where you showed me the new passport you had to get after the Australia conference debacle. (Note that I do not in fact recollect whether you found your old one after all, or had to get a replacement.)
The night before last, I dreamed I was cuddling a reddish-brown collie cross puppy, which then bounded away and jumped into a bucket of orange juice, from which it emerged resembling a puppy in sweet and sour sauce. It is generally agreed that my dreams are at the surreal end of the spectrum.