Gosh. I thought I had woken up this morning, thought my Dad was coming over today to take me back to Belfast for Christmas, so I thought to myself that I thought "Oh, must remember the charger for my moby" etc then I thought again that my father phoned me and said "We cannae go today, a plane has crashed and closed the airport"..... and when I was actually waking up from my nightmare I thought it was late December and was trying to figure out if it had been a bad dream or real and if we really couldn't go.
It's flipping March, not December....