last night i had the oddest dream. walking down lower clapton road i saw a heron riding one of those fold-up shopping bikes with the little wheels. gotta get a picture of this for luka, i thought, so i chased it down the road with my phone-cam, but every time i got it in focus thru the camera's sights it was a man, not thru the camera it was always a heron. this went on for a bit, with me getting more and more out of breath as i chased it. i stopped and then the bike clattered down on the road and the heron flew away. what the fuck was that all about?