I have always had spectacular dreams, some recurring and, on at least one occasion, a serial dream where there was a new episode each night for an entire week. To my disappointment, I never dreamed the finale. However, I am currently using nicotine patches with a view to giving up smoking, again, and the dreams are beyond description. The last one involved loads of computers, spilt chicken stock, someone wanting to print out a seed catalogue, my dead parents, a gazebo, a lecture on the inadequacy of the Kalashnikov as a sniper weapon and a very loud goat… Better than an acid trip!