Zero Hour

Two nights in a row I've woken up, looked at the clock- and it was midnight exactly.

Zero zero: zero zero.

So Last Century

Just before I woke and found it was midnight I dreamed I was watching a politician- a kind of generic politician but with overtones of Bill Clinton- talking on TV. He had some yoghurt pots- empty yoghurt pots- and was using them to make a point. Maybe he was playing the shell game with them.

The TV was a boxy thing with a tiny screen like the ones we had in the sixties.