Struggle for Lucidity

I had a dream I was watching a program about Hitler still being alive in a small house in England. The dream took place in 1997, which I somehow knew, and I saw Hitler's basement as a poorly looked after wine cell with evil Nazi technology inside it. The program went along going on about Hitler being evil and then cut to what I guess was an advert selling some dog called cookie or something, which became famous on the internet.

Skip a bit, there was a policeman riding along on his bike, and then several people said 'fucking cops' and rode past on their bikes and shot him off. Another policeman screamed "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO". Then, yet another policeman came along the pavement and cracked a joke along the lines of "Gor, £830 a week for that!". This part of the dream took place in something remniscent of an area in downtown Bournemouth, where there's a KFC and some bushes. It was all 1997-ized and looked more 'Londonish' though.

This dream was at roughly 7:20am, because I was fading in and out of sleep.