We were interviewed by BBC journalist Neil Prior about our book and our work, and he then told us a recent dream, which Julia painted. The article is here. The following is Neil's dream. 
I am now 44, but in my dream I am 14 or 15 and transported back to my boarding school for blind and visually impaired students in Worcester. There is a fountain on the grass at the front of the school. I am carrying a large braille typewriter. As it is 30 years hence, I am utterly confused as to what lessons I should be attending and where my files and textbooks are. Nevertheless I possess a superpower: I know everything that will happen in the next 30 years. To laughter, I try to explain to my classmates that by 2023 their mobile phones will be several times more powerful than our entire school network. I know who will win that year's FA Cup final, who will win the general election and which horse will succeed in the Grand National. I am desperately trying to put bets on with a bookie or call my partner Sarah, who I did not meet until 2013. However, everything on which I try to make a phone call is anything but a mobile - a pocket calculator, a TV remote control (which has a red, a yellow and a green button at the top) … nothing can connect me to the present day.

In the discussion Neil told us that he sometimes has dreams of being younger, set at a time when he still had his sight. 
For the painting Julia chose a page (page 341) because it has a separate footnote at the bottom, which was suitable on which to paint the TV remote control. During the discussion she highlighted on the painting the words 'I was working principally on my own', which refers to Neil's difference from the other students who did not have Neil's knowledge in the dream. 

It’s daytime and I am driving a car through a rural setting. There are green hills on both sides and green mountains in the distance. The car is travelling at speed, but there’s no noise. I have my two dogs in the car, one is a golden retriever and one is black, but they are different sizes than in waking life, each dog is the size that the other dog is in waking life. The dogs are in the back of the car and my two grandchildren are strapped into their seats in the middle of the car, they are much younger than in waking life. On the winding road the car becomes out of control, I feel paralysed, my legs won’t move to the brakes, and I am pushed back in my seat and so I do not hold the steering wheel. There is a sharp bend and the car veers off the road. It goes through a hedge and then stops, but there is no crash. Throughout the dream in the car I am calm about the situation, not at all panicking, but I am also watching myself in the car and while watching I am very frightened.