Mr Cllr Philip Simon Miss
Had a dream last night in which I was in town with Goodwin. We were going to a council building to speak to them about an issue I was having. We stood outside the building and didn’t know where to go or who to speak to. I spotted a man who looked quite important and suggested we talk to him. I could see his name badge said “Mr Cllr Philip Simon Miss” and I asked Goodwin ‘Is Miss his surname? I don’t want to say “Hello Mister Miss” if it’s not, cos that would sound stupid.”
We decided not to risk it and carried on inside, where we were greeted by a nice blonde woman. I asked her about a payment that I was waiting for and she said she’d look into it. Goodwin also asked her to look into an award that he’d been nominated for. I followed the woman in and sat at her desk. She asked me, ‘Do I need his date of birth? I don’t think I do, do I?’ and I said it probably didn’t matter. While we were speaking I was very polite to her and she remarked on it later.
She told me that she’d go and find out the information and for me to wait on outside in the waiting room. I went out and it was more like a pub, with wooden tables and benches. There were some young people on another bench next to us and one of them was shouting over to someone else about how he gets free drinks from a local pub thanks to a misunderstanding. At this, someone started playing When A Man Loves A Woman on their phone. The person passed the phone around and everyone held it for a few seconds while they lip synced to the song. The video to the song was playing on the phone. At one point the lyrics mentioned being poor and it cut to a Children In Need style clip of children in Africa.
After a while, Goodwin and I left the council building – I don’t know if we got our information, I’m guessing we did – and on the way home we saw a boy in front muttering to himself. I heard him say ‘No one will know. It’s not stealing if nobody knows about it.’ We caught up to him and I found out he’d bought some bread for 63p but had only paid 48p.