I have not been having pleasant dreams lately. They’re not nightmares, but they’re frustrating.

I dreamt that Yi Cheng spoilt our birthday surprise for Emily because he came into our room. (Well he’s not even allowed to enter in real life.) I was entrusted with tasks, but got them all wrong. I mixed up timetables, I got angry with myself. Everything just kept going wrong.

But there was one unthinkable one:

Instead of Dr Sheikh Muszaphar Shukor, I was selected to be sent up into space.