I dreamt this morning that I was playing for Bath Rugby. I carved my way through the opposing fullbacks to score; how easy it seemed. I then realised that it was up to me to convert the try as well. I as took the ball and walked over to prepare for my kick, I noticed that the ball had deflated and was now mis-shapen. I carried on to kick it anyway but because of its shape, it curved off to the left like a banana and I missed the posts. At that point, the ball was replaced...with a plastic Jif lemon (still full). After some majestic passes of the lemon, I went on to score another try, slamming the lemon into the ground in sheer joy.
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