Last night I dreamed I went to Manderlay ... no, I didn't; I dreamed I was getting married. We decided on Friday to get married on Sunday. Let me tell you that is not enough time to organise a wedding.
First stop was the stationery shop. I knew exactly what I wanted: white card and little silver hearts to make the place names. Do you think I could find what I wanted? I woke as I was on the point of calling off the wedding for the sake of a little silver heart.
It was probably just as well as I don't know who the groom was, and I hadn't even thought about a dress.