Last night, fuelled by some beer, the thought of not being at Leeds festival and the sound of my mate and his Mrs. having sex (i think, it might have been a baby crying next door, but the mind plays tricks) I fell asleep and had a bonanza dream.

First of all I, imprisoned in some odd super-low security jail in the rural South Leicestershire countryside, led a jail break with some friends (alledged friends, i don't actaully know any of the people in question) which i believe was inspired by watching the begining of Force 10 From Navarone. Then I rode a train a la that lass from that car advert who jumps into a train and complains about the weather. What followed was an impresive running-away-from-police based dream, which also featured trying to get off with a naked Lily Allen, but only managing to get a kiss. Probably for the best.

Not entirely sure why I felt the need to share this, but I fear I might have a thing for Lily Allen. Can I be helped? Or is there a better explaination to this dream?