stevendoig

Very nice enjoyable vivid dream last night, packed with wee details. All that was missing was the lucidity!! - bah!

In my Dad's shop. It looked entirely unlike real life, it was fitted out in wood and had a Victorian look to it. A wee boy was annoying me so I stepped behind the counter. There was a unit on the counter which blocked my view of everything! I then kicked a big box. I decided to get rid of it. I then noticed it was made of glass. There was square hole in the wall with space behind. I looked inside, it was full of dust and also a wee shard of glass. I was a bit concerned for safetys sake but I pushed the glass box inside. I then left the shop as I knew I had a rendevouz with a lassie!
A small gap I guess and I was walking up the streets of Forfar with the lassie on the outside. She looked a bit familiar but I I cant quite work out if I know her IRL or not. She was a good size 12, had shoulder length blonde hair and gappy teeth. I said to her 'I don't know your name, is that no' awful?'
'Shona', she said
'Shawna? ' said I, (Her last name was either Murray or Connor, I just knew this)
She didn't correct me. I asked if she knew my name, she said of course and said it matter of factly. I said it was an easy name right enough and we entered my Uncles shop. My Uncle and dad were standing there. They said something cheeky about the lassie I was with. I noticed then how short she was. I walked to the back of the shop and my other two Uncles marched out a door. I said 'Jings, the whole Clan is here!' She wasn't interested so we left and kept walking.
I said to her 'Your older than me?'
'No, I'm 35 - my brother Alvin was in your year at school - do you remember him?'
I didn't, but lied and said I did. - I suddenly was wondering what my relationship with this lassie was - ie was I planning an affair or what?
We entered an unfamiliar pub. She sat down at the bar, and I stood beside her. I got a text (Never had one in my dream before believe it or not!) It was from my wife and said-
'This is a small pub- you 'll not get served if you are standing up'
I looked up the bar, there was a man in a white shirt standing up and clearly getting served, but I sat down anyway. At once the barman noticed me and asked what I wanted at the same time as he asked two lads to my right. I asked first for a pint, then changed my mind to a bottle for some reason.

Pointless - but fun!