Ah ha - Christmas Eve, and it is overcast in Sydney.

I dreamt about a satellite falling out of the sky and splitting into two pieces, one piece fell into the sand, and one piece fell into the sea. Or maybe it wasn't a satellite, maybe it was a memory of the space ships that brought the astronauts back from the moon, because after seeing this thing crash, Melinda Cozens appeared in my dream and I went through infants and primary school with her.

Inexplicable 70's flashbacks.

(And we've scored an ad for oysters, Australian Aquaculture that is.)