Weird dream

Me and my wife were hired to find Sir Richard “Dickie” Attenborough who, despite being dead, had gone missing on a train.

I checked with the train operator and determined, via card transactions at the buffet, that he had got on a later one.

We met Dickie at the station, and he turned out to be a complete asshole.

I have absolutely no idea what triggered this.

So he was ‘the late’ Sir Richard Attenborough then…

He was a grump little git.

Sharing your dreams is the second most boring thing a person can do.

Go on, I’ll bite.  What’s the first?

I have absolutely no idea what triggered this

This is what gets me about dreams. I’ve had a few where I just wouldn’t have been able to consciously conceive of the idea let alone relate to any thought process that might have gone through my head.

Go on, I’ll bite.  What’s the first?

Making pithy critical comments.

Do most people regularly have dreams with such coherent narratives? I’m not sure any of mine would ever make sense if I related them when awake.

“Making pithy critical comments.”

Au contraire