I had a horrible dream the other night. I dreamed that the Common Market was made up of conmen;, that it only exists for ministers, secretaries and mistresses so they can have endless conferences and then have slap-up dinners and drinks' parties and the common people will pay billions for this.

When I woke up I was glad that this was just a dream.

Derek Charlton,

Cornlands Road,

Acomb, York.