Friday, April 03, 2009
"I had a right strange dream last night," says Seth.
"Oh aye?" I ask warily.
"I dreamt that I was sat on the bog having a crap when T.Aldous came along, banging on the door.
"'Seth!' he says, 'I need to speak to you.'
"'I'm on the toilet,' I says to him.
"But he's not having any of it. So in the end I had to let him in and he was sat on the floor next to me, yabbering away while I was having a shit."
As persecution dreams go, this is a lulu.