Ok Herby....i'll tell you my odd dream then (although I have a feeling i'm making a terrible mistake)
I was at a U2 gig at the new Liverpool Arena. There I was, right at the front dancing away. The next thing, I can feel myself being hauled up and find myself on the stage, facing 70,000 people (I don't know why that number, it was just in my dream)
The next thing, i'm being sung to. A beautiful love song is being crooned to me by Bono, with the lights down.
So, what do I do? Rugby tackle the poor sod? Indulge in full orgy with the boys in the band? Stand and cry because i'm the only person being sung to? Believe my luck that I'm chosen out of all those thousands?
No. I don't do any of the above. I listen for a while, roll my eyes, grab the micrphone and say to a rock God "Oh for Jesus' sake, for the love of God. Bono, for once in your life will you please shut the **** up. Can't we have a bit of peace and quiet for once?"
The rest of the band look stunned. Bono looks suitably ticked off, the crew can't believe their ears and the crowd is deathly silent. I then pick up the microphone again and say "I'm bored with this.....does anyone fancy a curry?"
At that, 50,000 people scream "YES PLEASE" and I get on the phone to the Sultans Palace Balti House and book tables for 50,000 people.
I then woke up very confused..........
