I dreamt that a foreign guy was with us. I had no idea where he was from and I'm not 100% sure why he was with us, but I had a vague idea that there was some kind of event on, like the Olympics, and we had been enrolled to take him out to welcome him to England. All we had to do was to take him to a nice restaurant.

Looking at the guy it was difficult to tell if he was European or Asian: he kind of looked half way in between. He didn't really speak English and had a thick accent that was very similar at times to a Spanish accent. As he didn't speak the same language as us he obviously didn't speak much, but he did say a few words, and a couple of times when he had to say something with a number in it he would write the number out on a piece of paper and show it to us whilst saying it very slowly. Every time he showed us the numbers they looked as if they'd been typed.

We had pork knuckle as the starter, and I don't remember the main course but we also had a bottle of wine. When it was time to go the waiter gave him the bill and he wrote the total on a bit of paper, which he held up to show us and once again it looked like it had been typed.

"Nine-thousand two-hundred and fifty-four euros" he said looking a little bit unsure.

The bit of paper said £410 on it, so I said very slowly and clearly "No, it's four-hundred and ten pounds."

He repeated it to me, correctly this time, and I asked Yu Lee how it could possibly cost so much. She told me to add it up, so I did it out loud:

"One-hundred for the pork knuckle; one-hundred for the wine; two-hundred for the main course. Ok, that does seem right."

We paid the bill and the foreign guy stayed there looking nervous. As I'd thought his accent seemed a bit Spanish I asked him "¿Hablas Español?"

He looked at me blankly and told me that he didn't understand. Then I asked him where he was from and he said some country that I'd never heard of. I didn't want to make him repeat himself as he was finding it hard to speak English so I made out like I understood.