Joel's dream

I had a dream that Russel Norman moved into our flat. He seemed sad. We didn't talk about it but it seemed clear that he was moving into our flat because he had lost the election, and hence his job. It was also clear that he had split up from his wife. I felt very bad for Norman, but I found it hard to hide my excitement when he turned up with a beautiful handcarved hardwood dinner table - still with the rough outline of the tree it had been made from. It was sad, and slightly awkward, that Russel had to move into our flat, but I was very excited about the table. We went outside and Russel started critiquing my compost. I was embarrassed. He told me it needed more dry matter and proceeded to dismantle the bin and rebuild it from scratch. I guess the compost will be his job from now on.