Oh dear - Lalwende, who has met me, associates me with the sort of countrywomen who drive upmarket tanks too fast, never indicate and leave anyone else on the road half in a ditch I may sound like that but I drive a clapped out little fiat cautiously on country roads (you never know when a herd of cows or a child on a pony is round the next corner) and went to what was then a fairly rough comprehensive ... but I did wear pearls with my uniform
however spookily enough having dreadful early starts for current assignment means I am waking at the right point in my sleep cycle to remember more dreams ..and spookily enough the night before last - or rather yesterday morning - I had a barrow downs dream!
And it was in a pub and featured Lalwende and Davem and The Saucepan Man and some other Downers I woke up too soon to be introduced too- Lalaith maybe . I had a vague idea that it was Oxonmoot but for some reason a group of my god-daughter's MUDders were down the other end of the long table doing craft work. I arrived late (no surprise there but it seems I might have been parking the Range Rover
) said hello to Lal and Dave and then I sat down and in front of me was a sign promoting a real ale that was named after the Saucepan Man and the the slogan sounded like a potential RPG.
At that point my conscious mind realised delightedly that I my subconscious was having a Barrows Downs Dream and woke me up..and the alarm went off and that was it ...