A Dream

Unusual in that I was terrified by something that would never frighten me in real life; there was a sharply focused silhouette of a fairy travelling across the ceiling of the bedroom. 'Can you see it?' I yelled pointing, 'Can you see it?' Turned out that the pointing and yelling was happening in real life, because it woke R up who kind of nodded and agreed due to sleepyheadedness. Unsurprisingly he couldn't see it. All he could see was me acting like a loon.

It was a fine weekend, with friends round our place on Saturday, then round to another bunch of mates on Sunday.

Feels like Summer.