Last night I dreamt that I was in a pub with Young Boy (a former lover of mine, who has sadly emigrated to Australia now), and this huge bull came into the pub through the window. Luckily the bull had been sedated, but we didn't find this out until we gave him more barbiturates (which this Liverpudlian bloke had on him.) The bull was really friendly, though - he kept going up to people and trying to cuddle up to them, which was a bit of a problem because he was so big. Interestingly, he didn't have a ring in his nose. He ran off with a goat in the end.