So, I was a legionary marching out of Venta Belgarum. Just outside the city we had to march under a triumphal arch, which was covered in interesting carvings, one of which showed the unmistakable form of the horned god Cernunnos. I called to my decurion, and explained that I was a bit of a collector of Cernunnos images and would it be okay if I took a picture? He reluctantly agreed, and I got out my digital camera, while the legion waited impatiently. But could I get the zoom to work? I was all fingers and thumbs, in the way of dreams (and, in my case, not-dreams), and could feel the irritation of my fellow-legionaries growing all the time, when behold, I awoke! And my children were bringing me breakfast in bed. Go, the 21st century!