Wednesday, 1 July 2009

Snoozing in a Bentley.


I have just woken up from a really great sleep, the best in ages, in fact. No early train to catch today and not waking up in someone else's uniform hotel or small B&B. My commute to work is as long as the thirteen steps down to my dining room. Sometimes WFH is very welcome.

Overnight I had a top-smart dream. My brother had won a Bentley for a day in a random draw from using his credit card. He had driven over to me so we could spend the day in it together, larking about or 'taking it for a burn' as we used to say aged about 16. We were just for the off when some loud squawky early seagull woke me up! :(

It was a Bentley like this one.

Off to work now, writing up recent store visits and prepping future ones.



2 comments:

Suburbia said...

Yay for fab dreams! (That seagull has Tourrettes!)

D'ang said...

Frankly I'm more alarmed about the roast lamb.