DREAMS ARE FUNNY THINGS. As a small boy I was very proud of one of those children’s annuals one was given at Christmas that was full of pictures and stories about the Royal Canadian Mounted Police. I was enchanted and have wanted to visit Canada ever since, but haven’t. I dreamed about that book last night and early this evening welcomed a surprise visit from my sister Sarah and her husband Keith who, amongst other things, imparted the news that they’d just bought a house a few doors away from an RCMP station in British Columbia. Perhaps I’ll get to meet a Mountie after all these years! How did I come to be dreaming about them the night before the surprise visit though?