Last night, I dreamed I was riding a bicycle around Banbury, during Christmastime and it was very rainy.
The weird thing was, I rode this bike everywhere, inside and out. I went in a shopping arcade with it, up some stairs to some offices to visit people, where I met a nice young lady who later appeared in the Christmas beauty pageant and shocked everyone with how such an ugly duckling became a beautiful swan, once she fixed her hair and did her face up a little.
Hmmm... now you know the nursery rhyme don't you? And you do know what you are supposed to be riding and what that means?