Last night I dreamt I took the TARDIS back in time to meet Richard III. He was taller than I expected. Then I was chatting with Anne, his wife, while she was drawing some kind of portrait, and she mentioned her year-old daughter, and I was sad because I knew the daughter was going to die.
Did Richard and Anne have a daughter that died in infancy? I've no idea. I may have to look that up.
Not sure where the Doctor was during all this, but I was hanging out with Clara, so he must have been somewhere.