So I had a peculiar dream the other night...

Dreamt I was round a mates house, geeking out. Realising it had got dark, I went home, only for my colleagues to be there, and a crying woman, sat at a fully laid table,

Turns out the crying woman (who kept changing identity, but remained American) was in fact my wife, and my colleagues were there to remind me of that fact.... And she was understandably upset I'd nicked off without saying and spent a long weekend with my mates (that I didn't recognise as anyone I know , but knew in the dream).

No, me neither!!

Anyone else?