Monday, 8 March 2010
I decided to go back to bed for a little while with a book as I was still a bit sleepy after my disturbed night, horrible dream and all.
I drifted off again, and lo . . . I had the same dream, only it was worse, the blanket of snow was now a thirteen tog duvet and growing; birds were looking at maps of the Dominican republic, and almond blossom, forget it...
Right, really must get up — could get the seed potatoes in.