Fuddlemiff
Is this real life?
It was one of those super long dreams that are really disjointed. It started off with me and my friends traveling endlessly through the tunnels of the London Underground, down long escalators and through tight corridors that had tramway tracks in them for some reason (Bick would have had a fit). We ended up in an airport and there was George back from the jungle. It was the middle of the night, so we mentioned we were having a house party and he was welcome to come along. So we had this big banquet in my friend's flat and we all listened to George's words of wisdom and had a great time. It was really, really nice. Just thinking about it puts a smile on my face. 