Last night I dreamed that I was untangling the telephone cables in @GreenJ’s radio studio, which was equipped with an ancient Telecom Commander system like this one from Museums Victoria. 
While doing so, someone made a call on speakerphone to a number in Port Hughes in South Australia, where two young children answered the phone. We didn’t talk to them, but they didn’t hang up, so we just had them there on speaker in the background for ages.
Mr Green didn’t actually feature in the dream in terms of plot, but somehow we just knew they were his studio phones. A technician and I discussed how modern radio studios were all digital and had much better phones.
Earlier, in an unrelated segment, an old man insisted that I buy exactly four leeks. They were very good leeks, but I did not need or want for of them. I bought them all anyway.
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