Dreamt I was trying to stop not one but to gushing taps, of water (this is phobia of mine). I spend ages trying to get them to stop and eventually do but am wary that they will start again. I think this relates to fact that not just me but others are overwrought wit h emotion at the moment (my daughter was crying buckets). Laying with a generously proportioned lady I start to make out sleepily. It is still dark. I am trying to tune into a radio station on a harry potter radio. At the front of the contraption there is a basket, each new channel brings a new set of clothes in the basket: huffel puff scarf, jumper etc In a house a baby has escaped down a hallway and made its way into the bathroom where it climbs up to a window. There are bars on the window but it is still worrying.