I had a dream with Tony Blair in it the other night too, I was some kind of aid and we went to a conference in a museum where the clerk charged Tony's bodyguard to get in. I was rearranging tables and chairs around where he was to speak so the public couldn't get near him.

He was actually on our street a week or so ago in waking life, visiting a children's home. I think that's why I was dreaming about him.