I was ‘swimming’ (hanging on to the side of a swimming pool) when I spotted a bathrobe-clad Tony Soprano walking towards me. He jumped in the pool and threatened me angrily, although I couldn’t understand what he was shouting.

Later, at the park, I let my dog off his lead and he sprinted to a hole in the ground and jumped inside. As I stared down into the hole, I saw that at the bottom, at least 20 feet down, a group of people were standing in waist-height water. They were wearing head torches and having a party.