Smudgefish

The frst time for many days I have remembered anything worth writing down. Working long hours which isn't helping, and I'm always in a rush to get ready for work when I get up. It's the weekend now which helps.

1) On a road in the car with one of my children. The car is driving itself it's a tour around a large hill in Yorkshire, some sort of holiday complex. It's a lovely rural road with views over more hills. We passed some buildings and I looked at the map and thought that it should be a cinema but it had been converted to a business, there was a row of houses next to it.
Then we came up to a traffic jam, then a junction and for some reason we had to get out of the car. We walked up a hill and there were hundreds of people coming in the opposite direction.

2) I was in a doctor's surgery. I was talking with some old patients in the waiting room. Another doctor called someone in before them but it was their turn and they weren't too bothered. I walked back towards my consulting room. Everything was cosy like a normal house, warm, a nice carpeted corridor, beams on the ceiling, old wooden doors. I met a dog in the corridor and said hello. My bike was leaning against the wall. I was really happy. I opened the door to my consulting room, the dream ended and I woke up.