Had a well weird dream last night.
I was sat on the floor watching Game of Thrones. But there were new characters on it. There were three Australian surf bums dressed as pirates called Larry, Barry and Harry (or Lazza, Bazza and Hazza) that had arrived on Westeros on a spaceship from earth. The entire programme had turned into a musical and they featured in this big singing dancing number on the deck of a ship with singing pirates popping up from behind barrels etc like whack-a-moles while singing a disco like number.
Additionally, while this was happening my Dad came into the room and sat down. I gave him a hug because I was pleased to see him. I didn’t know where he’d been but I knew he’d been away for a long time and I missed him. I woke up feeling good. I reckon he watches my dreams now and pisses himself laughing.