It was a hot June weekend in 1999 and I was staying with a friend in the Ashdown Forest, East Sussex. On the Friday night I dreamed I was walking along a sandy track and suddenly came across a snake that was blocking my path. It was a long snake, curled into an 'S' shape, moving from right to left, with its tail just hanging off the edge of the path into the grass.
On the Saturday morning I woke up early and went for a jog before breakfast. It was an amazing clear morning with the promise of a hot day to follow.