The weather today again is wintry. But apparently Summer is coming back soon. It has just gone on holiday to Europe.

Ah, but we are part of Europe in Britain – at the moment. Will the nation vote for Brexit, for Britain to leave the European Union or not? I have just found out that I can vote, being a Commonwealth citizen, resident in the UK.

Yesterday’s lunch with Flamenco and Mrs Vigo was all about Brexit. The discussion was informative and passionate. I need to really think long and hard about the issue before the 23rd June, the day of the vote. The issue is dividing family and friends.

I had a bad night’s sleep last night. I was thinking about something, that happened long ago, that made me unhappy. At last I fell asleep and I had a happy dream. So when I woke up, I felt better.

In the dream I was talking to my friend, Pippa, who is the wisest woman I know. I am hard pressed to think of any advice she has given me over the years, that didn’t equate to pearls of wisdom. In the dream she and I were sitting in a pretty garden. Ha, all the weeds were gone! She told me that her husband’s charity was carrying out an audit on all of their practises, in all departments. It was called the “Never Again” audit. They went through absolutely everything, and if it wasn’t working or wasn’t helpful, then it was thrown away. At the end of the “Never Again” audit, they were going to shut the door on all the worthless or unhelpful things. The penny dropped for me. I said, “That is like the last bit of C S Lewis’s book, The Last Battle.” Pippa smiled at me and said, “Exactly.” And then I woke up.

In The Last Battle, after many bloody battles, Aslan tells Peter to shut the door on Narnia for good and lock it with a golden key. The “good ones” make their way to a better world, a heavenly world, the “real England”. The Unicorn summed it up best when he said: “I have come home at last! This is my real country! I belong here. This is the land that I have been looking for all my life, though I never knew it til now.”

Isn’t this true of life too? I have a good memory. Probably due to my legal training. To retain events and information. But there are things that I need to shut the door on permanently. Not rake over them, again and again. So I have made a resolution to shut the door on the things that are weighing me down today!

Somewhere in dreamland, I also had a very quick dream. I was with one of my goddaughters. I have seven goddaughters and one godson, Nicky’s son, Harry. In the dream I gave her a scarf, that I never used anymore, that was worth a lot of money. She was thrilled. Maybe I am meant to go through my closet and give away what I don’t use anymore or don’t fit into.

It has been a huge honour for me, the Kangaroo, to be godmother to these budding pheasants and one stag. Anna is also godmother to Nicky’s daughter, Hannah.

Today Anne, from Bexley North, my Aussie Sheila friend of almost 50 years, is bringing her two lovely girls to visit me at the Old Rectory! So the house will be full of kangaroos.