I had a terrible dream last night. In my dream, Jerome died. I was devastated. I couldn't believe it. Even worse, before he died, he turned into a large fish, a pike to be exact. It was a scary fish with huge jaws and lots of sharp teeth. I had to go to a shop and pick up the dead pike that used to be Jerome. It was terrible.

I was so traumatised by this dream that I had to text Jerome this morning to make sure he is OK. He is fine, and I am relieved to report that he has not turned into a fish.