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Last night I had two dreams.

In the first one, the parents of someone famous were moving in next door. The famous person was helping their parents move in, and I bumped into them when I was bringing the dog home from a walk. They tried to introduce themselves and shake hands, and I said, hi, nice to meet you, but I'm carrying a bag of dog poo. This is pretty much exactly how me meeting a famous person would go in real life.

The second dream was about an orgy in a library. I was not actually there; I was observing as a kind of invisible omniscient presence. Clearly, I am not even allowed to have sex in my dreams. I am, however, God. You win some, you lose some.

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Last night I had a dream about trying to go down a waterslide with Toby Ziegler and R2D2.

We queued for ages and wanted to go round twice even though it wasn't allowed. For some reason it was VERY important that we went on the ride twice. Do not dispute the dream logic.

Because we were two clever people and a robot, we hatched a genius plan whereby Rob Lowe - who was not in character, he was very much letting the side down - pretended to sprain his wrist so we'd have to go without him and then come back up disguised as doctors* and, while the attendants were distracted with the threat of being sued, we would all leap back down the waterslide for a triumphant second go.

*how do you disguise a robot as a doctor? With difficulty, it turns out, though it is easier than entering a Dalek in a gymkhana.

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the hill becomes the valley, and is still;
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