Dreams do come true! (In a bad way)

Jane and I decided to check out our new "local" tonight, a smallish hotel with bar and restaurant.

It was absolutely ghastly, in a way best described by Jane. On the way back I suddenly realised why I'd found it so unnerving. The endless nasty ornamental tatt adorning every bit of free space gave the horrible impression that you were drinking and dining in someone's front room.

Just like my dream.

I'm terrified that the hordes of trannies will start turning up soon. Bar the doors! Fill the baby oil cauldrons! (It ruins makeup).