2024
This was a very short, black and white, dream that i had during the earlier hours of this morning...
I was stood on one side of the street with Keir Starmer cosying up along side me, basically offering me ('sounding me out' for) the job of Chief Of Security, presumably if he became Prime Minister...
Twas an offer that i refused within a certain silent distain (as if it was a very inappropriate offer that was meant to shut me up / keep me quiet/busy / cast me aside from my preferred activities/interests), causing Keir to cross over to the other side of the street to join his pals, whereby they non-confrontationally looked at me with a sort of 'if you're not with us, you're against us' type of non-glaring/piercing / resigned disapproval/acknowledgement...