I was dreaming about working at WorldPay, and we were in some kind of temporary building, like a cross between an office block and a porter cabin. There was a weird mould problem, with mould growing on the walls and the head of department was worried it was going to spread.

He called the people in charge of the building and they were going to come down, but he said it was a waste of time because they were near Oxford, and after driving all this way wouldn't be able to do anything anyway.