@Richard_Littler@mastodon.social
2026-07-24 08:56 UTC
Last night's stupid dream:
We sat in dread awaiting the first sign of the coming apocalypse. Perhaps an airborne ember that births a raging, biblical firestorm, or the twinkle of new star that heralds a world-ending meteor.
Nope. It was Bob Mortimer holding a plate piled high with scrambled eggs.
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@Richard_Littler@mastodon.social 2026-07-24 09:02
(I was looking through a book of Gustave Doré's engravings for Milton's Paradise Lost and Dante's Divine Comedy before bed. Although that doesn't explain Bob Mortimer's appearance)