Ask Audrey: What's the story with dreams?

Sorting out Cork people for ages.

C’mere, what’s the story with dreams lah? Ever since that ship washed up in Ballycotton, I’ve been having this dream where a sailor comes ashore off of it and travels up to Cork to steal my old doll. I’m not plug ugly or nothing like, I’d say half the housewives on the northside have a little think about Dowcha Donie once a week. But I’m still no match for this sailor boy — six foot two, dark skin, gorgeous muscles on him in fairness. This is my first dream in in two years that doesn’t involve Liverpool or Hillbilly’s — what do you think it means?

— Dowcha Donie, Blackpool, and no, I’m not gay, I just completed a questionnaire there on the internet, 100% hetro.