As I'm writing this it should be just around 3 a.m. in England and you're probably sound asleep with a little grinch smile on your face. Your husband has toddled off to the loo and on his way back looks over at you lovingly and wonders quietly to himself, "...that's a bemused look on my darling's countenance, I wonder where her dreams are taking her?"
Well I'll tell you pal, she's dreaming about the absolute pickle of a level she foisted on the rest of the world! She knows that in North America right now people are gnashing their teeth and trying to figure out how to get that extra coin that appeared out of nowhere and how many restarts is this gonna take! Shouldn't be too hard, my butt!
And behind that restful, soft, beautiful face that you fell in love with years ago she's dreaming..."Europe is next, hee, hee, hee

"
Maybe your parents were right about her all along...
