My favourite holiday destination is the island of Bivolio. I spend my days in the shade near the sea, hard muscles soft, thoughts wandering away and slowly fading.

When I first went there, I asked people how they said ‘day dreaming’ in their language. They looked at me and laughed and gently corrected me – day dreaming? I was talking about dreaming and that happens in the day. Night dreams are different. Dreams, the ones that you rest into in the day, bring you possibilities for the future, night dreams solve the problems of the past.

“Dream on it,” they say, “and the answers will be there.”

“They have always been there,” some continue, ” but you have tried too hard, you have thought too hard. Dream on it.”

“Golden dreams” they wish me. The sweetest golden dreams.