I had a dream about skiing: it was a competition between a pro skier and an amateur. The amateur guy had weird training where he had to use dance to train and move on the slope. The competition was judged on jumps rather than speed.

The end of the dream didn't make a lot of sense. It started talking about how women skiers would be judged on looks as well, for example how the looked in water. Then I was taken to a swimming pool in the garden of a luxury London apartment.

Next I was inside and talking to the owner who was showing me around. I was in a room with large patio doors looking out on the pool and he explained how the whole apartment was double glazed apart from the patio doors.

Then he showed me his computer and explained how he filmed stuff on it. It had an absolutely huge flat screen monitor and he was saying how he wished there was a microphone built into the monitor that would pick up the sound of the wind to make his films more realistic.

I asked him how much wind he got in his apartment.