I heard of someone who dreamed that I.J. came down from the West Pennine Moors atop a donkey which cursed in Hungarian and which constantly discharged foul two-stroke exhaust. On approaching the Metropolitan boundaries an Honour Guard of very very old orangutans dressed in fireman's uniforms fired a volley from Sten guns into the air, using their right foot on the trigger and the left on the heat-guard. The right hand they were using to note down the Hungarian using a stenographic machine connected to Manchester City Council Main Bunker and County Bunker teletype machines. A tram with the destination FEINWERKBAU arrived and took the lot of them off into town.

What ever does it mean?