Gordon Bennett
In this dream I was much, much younger. I should think in my twenties. I was having a picnic with a group of friends. The mood was good. We were having fun.
Then through the park came this stretch-limousine with the back down. I remember getting up off the grass and standing up. In the back of the stretch-limo was this bloke, standing up, in a pristine white satin suit.
I said, ‘Who’s that?’
And I heard somebody say, ‘Gordon Bennet’.
I remember waking up laughing.
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