19.1.10

Dreamt we had adjoining rooms with President Obama, with an opening in the wall. He was sitting, suited, on his bed, looking through notes when Jake ran in and tried to climb onto his bed. I held Jake back, explaining who it was. I said, “I’m sorry Mr President.” He didn’t reply. Made a wholemeal loaf for the first time as I was getting frustrated with floppy store-bought bread. It came out great. And a lovely vegan chorizo and bean stew with savoury tomato rice. Also found glasses I’ve been missing for 2 years. My vision is crystal clear now.