Where am I going?

Last night George woke up in the middle of the night. I suggested he might need to go to the toilet so off he went. On his return he sat on the side of the bed. I told him it was the middle of the night and to come back into bed. He told me he needed to tell me where he was going first. Of course I asked where he was going.

'To England'.

'To England' I replied.

'Yes' said George. 'I need to get a taxi'.

I told him that there were no taxis as it was the middle of the night and he got back into bed and back to sleep.

This morning he said he was off to England.

Quickly I told him what was happening today and got him off the England idea. Originally I thought that it was him having dream but maybe not!!