Skimpy white

Last night I dreamt about my old games teacher, Mr Rawson. I was in my white skimpy P.E. kit and he was making us play tennis in slow motion.

Unlike, say, our Impro-olympics slow motion Greco-Roman wrestling, it was a poor choice for a game to play in slow motion, because to get the ball to move slowly you have to use your hands. But then, Mr Rawson is only a games teacher.

It was encouraging to see that, in the world of dreams at least, Mr Rawson is now using some of our impro-style games instead of bollocking me for not running fast enough.