Following the piece I posted to my blog yesterday, I've just woken from a dream where Noel Edmonds seems to be at one of my friends' parties and confronts me in the kitchen.
I'm getting something out of the fridge and explaining the post to my friend when Noel passes by and says "Oh yes, what was that about?". I try to explain about Matt Jones and his record, to try to give it less bile, and he just looks at me with a smile on his face, nods, and walks away.
I nearly wee myself in fear.
(Does this mean subconsciously I'm feeling guilty for bringing up Noel's checkered past? Discuss... )
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