I have just woken up, in the middle of the night, from a very unusual dream.
It was a musical about Gertrude. They were singing "Gertie is Back!" But I'm still not sure if they were singing about Gertrude Lawrence or Gertrude Stein.
The star of the musical was Lee J. Cobb, in full kit. Chiffon, sequins and everything.
His co-star was Lucille Ball. If it was Lawrence, she was supposed to be all the men in Gertie's life. If Stein, all the women.
And the whole thing was set on a gigantic battleship, painted white.
And then, Fletcher gave me a really hard kick, and I woke up.
I'm not sure if that was a bad thing or a good one. But I've got to get back to sleep.
This is one of those things that simply cannot be made up. Sorry.