What was in my chicken soup last night?
Drempt this morning as my alarm was going off (for the last “snooze phase”) that I was rushing through town on a wheelchair, managing to keep up with and even overtake some of the traffic on Kent Terrace. Bizzare. Ended with seeing an old lady through the windows at the Mary Potter Hospice doing excercises on a circus Trapeze.
Something to add to my collection of overactive imagination at work.