Farewell 2

Unbelievable. The people have voted and... we're out of the EU. We were saying goodbye to some friends over dinner in a restaurant in Roma, confident that by the end of it (we're 7hrs behind UK time), we'd still be in the EU. Our friends were Mexican, Japanese, Dutch, and American. Furtive glances at smartphones as the meal progressed. "Don't worry, it'll be like the Scottish referendum". But by the time we'd said our goodbyes it didn't look promising. "Well, good luck" said our Dutch friends. By the time we got home we were out. I can't quite believe it. Is it a bad dream?