Huge excitement last night when Goldie gave me a new bone – they come with meaty stuff in the middle but that had been taken out as it gives us labradors funny tummies. But the bone itself is delicious, I gnawed it all evening and most of the night, which is maybe why my Dad had a funny dream (see his post below), and the strange coincidence this morning (he woke up at 3am and told me to be quiet, I was still chewing the bone).
Today Rachel in the office took me to Regents Park, it is picnic season now the weather has warmed up. She told me off a bit for being interested in other people’s picnicss. Got my paws on a sandwich but it was pretty old and rubbery. So back to the bone for me.
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An extraordinary coincidence – premonition? – earlier today. Woke at 6.30 am full of last night’s dream: an overnight stay in Edinburgh with former Guide Dogs trustee colleague Jean-Claire. I stayed with her once, in April 2004. Soon after that she retired from Guide Dogs council, and I have not seen her since, just Christmas cards. Last night’s dream was one of those rare technicolour ones, a throwback to a former sighted life. Very clear and warm dream about staying with her, walking her spaniel Hobson with Simpson, as we did three years ago. So this morning around 8.30 am I am rewinding my dream in my head as I enter the tube platform at Waterloo. Vaguely aware of someone calling…’Richard!…’ I turn around, – who is that calling me? ‘Hi Richard, it’s Jean-Claire, haven’t seen you for ages…how are you?’ I grab her and kiss her on the cheek – does she have a minute to chat? ‘Not really, just off to Paris on Eurostar with an old schoolfriend’. I quickly tell her about last night’s dream – both of us taken aback and numb, we embrace again, she invites me to stay next time Simpy and I go to Scotland, probably late July. We’ll be in touch again soon.
Nearly lunchtime and my head is still spinning from this extraordinary experience. Today feels quite surreal, I cannot get out of my dream. But as WB Yeats said, ‘Tread softly, because you tread upon my dreams’.
