I had another of my strange dreams last night.
I was on another planet at the far side of the galaxy. I know it was a long way from here, because the night sky looked completely different, and they had two suns.
The people there were very like us. They had elbows [ten of them]. Apart from that they were completely different. They were very friendly and had great fun showing me around.
They don’t talk there. They read minds. This means that language is no problem, but it is extremely hard to tell a lie too. That means they are all very honest and there is no crime as a result. They also have no solicitors or second hand car salesmen.
I wanted to know how I managed to get there without ageing thousands of years, but apparently they hadn’t bothered inventing time, so that did away with the ageing problem. Neat.
Technologically, they are incredibly advanced. Their version of Microsoft Windows even worked properly. They are highly amused at our struggles to cope.
I asked if they had ever visited here. They asked if I had ever visited the bottom of the pond in my garden. I said “no” and they said “exactly!” [or thoughts to that effect].
I awoke this morning and realised it had only been a dream.
But what are those strange marks on the lawn that weren’t there yesterday?