Whabburba… wasaat? Gordon selling all his possessions, a high-class house-sale with his friends from a different world, his fancy projector going for £8,999,000 more than it’s worth, Gordon in the DJ booth, I’m talking him out of foolish indiscretions while making my own. Gill isn’t happy, but for no good reason. It’s a long night for dreaming, and filled with long dreams. Proof of this one: I wake up into another dream, and am presented with a receipt for my dreams, 3 hours and 21 minutes exactly that last one. It’s a very long night, and it’s all devoted to dreams.