Dream...

While chatting with friends, I said I don’t seem to dream (or, rather, that I no longer remember my dreams). And then, out of the blue, I had a vivid dream last night. Male MPs - all stark naked - were approaching a microphone on a stage and addressing an unseen audience. To the left were a group of politicians undressing, waiting their turn to speak; to the right were politicians who, having spoken, were getting dressed again. Nothing in this scene seemed in the slightest bit odd; the MPs themselves looked as though these naked appearances were a regular feature of political life. It’s a dream I’ll be happy to forget…