Room for dreams...

Today I invite you to put your feet up, to rest for a brief moment, to join me on a journey to the land where dreams are soft and bright, and where you can wake up feeling refueled and rejuvenated. Or at least have a little snooze, snore if you wish, and dream of nothing, nothing at all...

Today we are in the room often referred to so amusingly in this country, the "master bedroom". A bemused smile escapes me. "Master"... where then lies the mistress? Or is it perhaps master as opposed to servant? Either way, it is a bedroom. Where sleep carries us into the next day. If we are lucky enough not to be disturbed by small people, that is. Children, whose dreams may steer their sleep carriage into the land of dragons and "baddies", rather than all things fluffy and fine.

That's when the faux fur throw becomes their close companjon, keeping them safe. That's when synchronised snooring becomes their lullaby, and the pile of pillows their castle.

That's when zzzzzzzzzzzz...........