I had a dream last night that I was driving a double-decker Greyhound.
It was a huge bus that a friend (I've never met him before in real life) owned. He had adapted its interior to look like a motorhome up top with casual seating on the lower deck.
For some unknown reason, he asked me to drive it. Well, the biggest car I've driven was a Vauxhall Cavalier that my husband once owned!
Anyway, I was driving this Greyhound with surprising easy. I reasoned that it must be in my blood as my Dad used to be a lorry driver, drivng Articulated lorries and some with 40ft flat top trailers.
That was the dream, otherwise uneventful.
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