I had a John dream last night:
I went shopping for groceries with my boyfriend. For whatever reason I had borrowed him my t-shirt with a cool John-motiv on it (which I only possesed in the dream, not in reality). And you all can imagine whom we bumped into exactly that day in that supermarket: yes, of course: John. He was accompanied by one of his sons, but I can't remember which one. And naturally he thought my boyfriend was the big fan (which he isn't, neither in reallity nor in that dream !), becourse he was wearing that shirt. And he talked to him and everything. I was merely standing besides and listening, to shy to utter a word. And my boyfriend didn't bother to tell John who was the real fan of the beatles and him !! I got so mad at him later and called him names ... ( in that dream of course ;-) )
Weird dream, isn't it ?