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I dreamt I was bombing down a country lane in my (bright red) MG TC with a wicked bad hangover trying to find my airfield and remember the name of the girl I woke up with. Does that count?
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Only nightmares about postponed release-dates.
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I had a very strange dream that I was in RAF pilot ground school and the instructor was Geoff Wellum as he is today. I fell asleep at my desk and he must have seen this because, as I came to, he was approaching my desk in a none too happy state. He asked what the answer to the question was in a booming voice so the whole class could hear, knowing full well that I couldn't possibly know as I was asleep during the question. I tried to speak but simply couldn't. Then, to top it all, an ex boss of mine walked in to the room, someone who I really don't want to see again. Jees, was I glad to wake up!
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