28.3.11

I dreamt that I was in a shopping centre near uni which was more like the centre in Hull near the train station. We were then in the car near Yafforth and Dad accidentally ran over a fox. Its guts went absolutely everywhere. I had to shut my eyes for several hundred yards because I didn't want to see it. When we arrived where we were going (I don't know where that was) I was waiting around outside this garage/service station sort of place and I read in a newspaper that Rik Mayall, Ade Edmondson, Nigel Planer and Christopher Ryan had all been killed in a road traffic accident on the way to their first date of a Young Ones live tour they were doing. At first I was merely horrified, but then I realised above everything else that this meant that Rik Mayall was dead. I started screaming and crying even though I was in public and people were looking. I was never going to see him live, see him in anything else, or meet him.