It may have been due to one beer too many last night, but I awake this morning with a feverish headache and hangover.
It really is strange what thoughts run through your brain in such a situation. I was dreaming of shouting out "Mrs Johnson" a lot, although I don't even know a Mrs Johnson. Maybe it was someone I knew in a previous life, or the name of my Mother's, (in that life), or a pet term for someone.
Then I remember being troubled because I was constantly thinking of having a double-barreled surname, like Ponsonby-Smythe, and I was worried about what you'd put on a bank security form, if it asked you for the 9th character of your surname - would you put "hyphen" or the letter "S"? I kept thinking about that.
I was then worrying about an allotment, although I don't do gardening. I think I was reading about George IV recently, and something about an allotment stuck in my mind. It's not as if that would be the most interesting thing about George IV. I know there's a George VI park in Ramsgate, but not a George (of any number) Allotments. I did some research however, and found there's a King George V Allotments in the North West, near Manchester. You can find anything on the internet.
http://www.kgallotments.fsnet.co.uk/home.html
