But I felt a bit awkward being there as if I was intruding as there were other people (friends) around and I thought how can I excuse myself (i.e. piss off) without being impolite. I thought you might be thinking I'd wish he piss off, but you were too polite to say.
Your bungalow was huge and there was this guy on step ladders wearing brace and bib overalls in a spare room painting the ceiling which was about 20ft high! I remember thinking it must be bloody expensive heating a room with ceilings that high. Then I went and looked out the front window and there were shops opposite, your bungalow was halfway up the high street! I remember saying to you, that's strange you having a bungalow halfway up the high street.
Anyhow, that's why I logged on this morning to check you were still alive! In case it was a premonition or something? Not that I particularly believe in any of that stuff but it was very real. I can never usually even remember dreaming, so would say I never dream, but obviously I do as I think all of us do.
And I'd not visited the forum for over a week so why I dreamt about you and the bungalow I haven't the foggiest?
Spooky!
