Whereas I ate creamed leeks last night. Then I dreamt that *I* could fly.. (this proves nothing except that you have more original dreams, or a more upset tummy?)
recently had a short but interesting conversation about a living-willow-sculpture top hat (with a chicken in it) My partner in conversation had consumed most of a rather wonderful sweet buddha martini She was flying after that but not sure what she dreamed... (An review)
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Totally unlike the demonstration leek Simon launched that morning for testing purposes :-(
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"No, I fling her...."
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