I dreamed I was a teacher at my old school and Tony Blair was the headmaster. We were attending a service, standing side by side in the open-air chapel- a sort of grassy amphitheatre with bits of furniture dotted around.
"Christianity is such a quiet religion," he said.
"Only some branches of it," I replied.
"True," he said.
"Anglicanism is pretty quiet," I conceded.
He was sort of ratty looking. And shorter than me.