Picture from MÃ¸ll.
Here at MÃ¸ll there are several people who have that place name as their last name, a common tradition in Norway among farmers and their descendants. One of these works at the tax office. Â (This is actually true in real life.)
In my dream, some guy came to the tax office and asked to see MÃ¸ll. When Mr MÃ¸ll appeared, the guy basically dumped a load of tax papers on the desk and excused himself and left. “What’s with him?” wondered my neighbor. I replied: “Perhaps he has read the Scripture that says: Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where Moth and rust destroy…”
(The Norwegian word for moth is mÃ¸ll, as regular readers may remember. Yes, even in my dreams I make cheesy puns! But at least I still recall the Scriptures in my sleep, so perhaps there is some hope for my soul…)