ok, so it's Christmas, and I would have expected a nicer dream last night. Instead, I dreamt that Alexander Popp was dead.
He'd been shot, according to the papers. you would *think* that having it written in the paper might be abnormal enough to make me realise it wasn't real. But I was sh!tt!ng myself that it was all real, cancelling plans to go to the tennis and all. I think this was because I watched video clips for hip-hop music last night (murders, gangs, etc!)
Anyway, hope he is (and all of you guys are) safe and happy this Christmas