I very rarely remember dreams. But I do have a regular one that wakes me up with a jolt. I’ve been hiding mummified bodies around the house, in the coal cellar, in wardrobes, behind the sofa that a uniformed police officer is just sitting on. That’s when I wake up in a sweat. 
I mentioned it once at DD1’s, and DSIL piped up that oh yes, he had that one too. DD1 looked horrified, and not a little scared…
Betty Bromage wing walking at the age of 97



