It is said that we dream to help our subconscious sort out the day's events. My nocturnal reveries were in overdrive after seeing Philip Escoffey's Six More Impossible Things Before Dinner. Emerging from a knotted mess of bedding, I am none the wiser and frankly don't see the relevance of ballet dancers and the herring - but that's just me.
Following on from last year's successful show, Philip Escoffey invites us to witness six more impossible feats and asks us to challenge our own scepticism to decide whether he is truly psychic or just plain cheating. There is no overplayed drama, no hocus pocus, table-turning or even a whiff of ectoplasm.
Part of his disarming technique is his mild mannered approach - he seems as interested as us in finding out why some people are what novelist Christopher Brookmyre describes as "unsinkable rubber ducks"; people whose belief will bob to the surface despite being sunk by rational explanation.
Not that I can explain much of what I saw. While queuing the audience members were asked to write unconnected words and put them into sealed enveloped ahead of the show - Ah hah, I thought, the One Ahead Method described by Brookmyre. If it was it was an uber-method, a method on steroids and the outcome was as amazing as everything else.
The show is slick and entertaining and Escoffey charms the audience with quick and ready banter, only gently teasing his volunteers on stage. The show builds nicely from things that might be possible to the truly baffling conclusion. We are even told how elements of what we are seeing may work and are warned that we need to watch out for the truth in these days of information overload and spurious claims. Thus armed it is all the more disturbing to have him calmly pick at the edges of our reason.
Am I still a sceptic? Of course, but that didn't stop me being hugely entertained. Arch-sceptic James Randi famously offered $1m dollars to anyone who could prove supernatural ability and during the show Escoffey offers £1,000 to anyone who can prove he isn't the most psychic person. I won't be collecting either.
At the end there were probably more rubber ducks bobbing in the audience. Oh, and don't have cheese after dinner.
Times: 5-10, 12-17 and 19-31 August, 6.45pm.