From Facebook archives and following on from yesterday's blog
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Has anyone else had vivid dreams after eating dry roast peanuts?
gunmen with bright yellow towels coming out of the house
across the road;
being counselled by someone about going into hospital for a
hysterectomy;
my sister and trying not to tell her about it;
people giving me
things;
Miss Fiddle trying to give me a tiny upholstered chair;
signing a
visitor's book;
and Sean Bean (nothing saucy).
The only thing I ate differently last night was dry roast peanuts; it was either them or the excitement of an evening out with Mrs Leftfoot.
Miss Fiddle Not Guilty M'Laud
Ms Telyn Good grief!
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