Dear Diary. Last night I dreamed that I was at Alton Towers. Everyone was wearing themed socks. And Mr Blobby was there. The theme of the socks was TV shows, and we all had to line up in chronological order of the TV shows featured on our socks. Since there were so many people, the line spanned across the whole park. I got on a bus that was supposed to take me to my part of the line. The bus passed a red wall that looked very Mediterranean. I said, "This is all very Mediterranean indeed. I expect to see the sea when I look over that hill." I looked over, and there was the sea, sparkling with sunshine. "This is what I love about Alton Towers" I said, which made no sense because Alton Towers is 50 miles inland.

Good dream, would give it 8/10.