I dreamed a lockdown preview
I wrote this as a column for The Newcastle Herald back in 2014. A little bit prescient, maybe? It probably started out as a description of a real dream, but I definitely embroidered it to suit the times. THANK goodness it was only a dream. It seemed so real, while it was happening. The bloke at the front door in his hi-vis outfit looked as solid and impassable as any bouncer, and the stainless steel grilles bolted across all my doors and windows were fixed so tight I couldn’t even wiggle them. “Sorry sir, new safety…