When I was ill in hospital, not so long ago.
I know that I woke up in the night and there was a very nice woman standing by the window of the room. And we had a long conversation about all sorts of things and when I woke
up in the morning there wasn’t a woman, there wasn’t a window… And, given the nature of my illness, I couldn’t speak. So, I had imagined it but whether it was chemically induced or whether it was a dream or whatever. But was the most real thing. It was terrifically re-assuring. I mean whoever she was – thanks very much.