I had a dream tonight where we had a meet-up with TPF members who vastly remained just "figures", I'm afraid, though I knew they were all from TPF, and in the end I found out I had none of my own lenses left, but three that so did not belong to me at all. They all fit my camera, all right, and may well have been better than my own (which include the kit lens), but I HAD a fit over the fact that someone (and I was not assuming someone from TPF, just SOMEONE) had exchanged my lenses for others. And Arch only laughed it all away (he became a recognisable person in the end), as if it were "nothing" if after a meet-up you end up with someone else's lenses, but I cried and cried (in my dream, honestly, I did).
So, Chiller, even though you did not figure (maybe you were there but among the "unidentified crowd" only) it turned out into something like a lens-nightmare (I wouldn't want to say a "TPF-nightmare", cause it wasn't, only was Arch so flippant about my distress

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