Last Night's Dream

 Last night's dream:

A young boy is behind the wheel of the car and I'm in the passenger seat. I let him move the car forward a few feet.

"That's enough" I say.

Then I'm driving.

But  I have to go very slowly and carefully because the lane is crowded with children walking home from school....

This And That

 The dream recorded in the last post seems to be saying, "Move over, Grandad. Let the younger generation take over." Something, as it happens, I'm very happy to do.

YouTube is sending me lots of little filmlets dedicated to the proposition that the President of the USA is an arse. Well, I've known that for years- so I mostly ignore them. I wonder whether if I were Maga I'd be getting lots of little filmlets telling me how he's the greatest President ever....

The day before the day before Christmas is mild and grey. Mike and Su and Sej are visiting this afternoon and staying overnight. Our cleaner is down with the flu so the house isn't as shiny as I'd like it to be. 

I've been blowing up inflatable reindeer antlers and inflatable rings. They're for a game of seasonal hoopla. You put the antlers on your head and people try to throw the rings onto the tines. Here's Ailz modelling the look.