What does it all mean?


A good few weeks ago, I fell asleep while listening to Test Match Special. Earlier that day, I had been playing Grand Theft Auto IV. The resulting dream was a very strange, slightly disturbing hybrid of the two: I had to run around a flooded cricket ground doing drug runs for Jonathan Agnew.

A few days ago, I dreamt that we went to visit one of my old course-mates at his flat in Newcastle. When we got there, the flat turned out to be on the middle floor of a ridiculously tall futuristic skyscraper. The lift lobby on his floor was so big that it had it's own cinema, where we all sat down and watched DVDs (despite the fact there were loads of people milling around) before climbing a ladder to get into his lounge.

Then last night, after a day spent playing Age of Empires II and talking about Traffic Cops (the television series), my dream involved travelling around a badly-rendered 2D version of Sheffield, building a hotel (I think), and then getting busted by the cops. I got off the charge – whatever it was – because of a mix-up over phone numbers...

▫ On an entirely separate note, I went to Nando's for the first time yesterday. The food was really nice, the atmosphere was good, and it wasn't too expensive, either. Recommended.

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