...and let me say he was just the nicest guy. In the dream I was supposed to go interview him so I went to his rather run down but spacious apartment in New York City with my Mom. We basically just hung around chit-chatting for about an hour and a half, playing with his kids - a boy and a girl who both looked like Linda. It impressed me that he was really taking her death well and I was hoping I'd get to meet his new one legged girfriend but she didn't appear. Anyway, we just chatted but I never turned on the tape recorder and so we decided that now that we'd gotten to know each other I'd come back another day to do the interview and he asked my Mom for our phone numbers becuase maybe we could all go out for dinner or something sometime.
This is the first and only dream I have ever had about Paul McCartney.
I also dreamt I was going to South Africa but I looked on the map and it wasn't in the South. Then I realised this had to be a dream because my passport isn't up to date.
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