I had a dream. I was in an Underground station, I don’t know why, suddenly an old friend of mine who has died walked along the track. He was with the chief executive, there was some sort of celebration going on. It was quite bizarre, but my friend seemed very happy.
It is strange but it is only in dreams that someone’s features seem absolutely clear cut, as if they are alone in front of us.
My friend walked past, he waved to me once, then he was gone.