...not being able to return to a pleasant dream.

I often remember dreams. One that I had a few days ago started badly. I was waiting for the lift to come to my floor for a long time. When it did arrive, it was crowded but I squeezed in. There was a fellow in a wheelchair that kept looking at me. I wasn't happy. The door opened, I got out and was standing on the platform of a small country train station. It was sunny but just the right temperature. There was a small waiting room, and, interestingly, the railway tracks stopped at the ends of the platform. I was the only person on the platform. The next thing I remember is exploring the countryside around the station There were small shallow pools where the water was extremely pure and all were all tinted differently - in orange, pink, green, yellow, etc. This was against a backdrop of large deciduous trees and colourful meadows. I remember feeling completely safe and at peace with myself. Then I woke up. It was 5.30am. I was desperate to get back to sleep and rejoin the dream, but no, life is not that good.

…..not being recognised by your Iphone

Today Asha and I were at the beginning of our journey to the mall. Should we have been going to a crowded place in these days of the pandemic? Well, that is another question. Anyway, I was waiting outside our apartment block for her and time was progressing so I decided to call her. No answer. Again, no answer. When we did speak, she told me the reason for non-communication was that her new, top of the range iPhone 11 did not recognise her, and she had forgotten the passcode. The reason it didn’t recognise her was because she was wearing a mask.

So where was Siri, you might ask? Why was not possible to say to Siri – hey Siri, why doesn’t the phone recognise me? And why isn’t the phone clever enough to recognise its owner when they are wearing a mask? Charlie, our averagely intelligent Cavalier King Charles spaniel can.