So I drafted a whole fabby blog post for today about a great little activity I came up with, and yesterday evening I was supposed to type it up and take the pictures and schedule it to appear this morning.

I didn’t do that.

Instead I fell asleep on the sofa and dreamed a very weird dream.

It entailed me being at a show involving a man with a falcon in a tiny theatre. After the show I met a random woman in the bar and gave her a Creme Egg. Which she proceeded to crack into a glass, which she lifted in a silent toast before drinking the Creme Egg.

And then I woke up.

It was weird.

I also feel like there was more to it but I can’t remember anything else.

So sorry for the lack of a ‘proper’ post today, but look on the bright side…you instead got a peek into my marvellously bizarre subconscious!

(Actually this dream was nothing compared to others…being chased by a giant turkey for example…)

Happy Wednesday! Hope your week is so far so good. 🙂