I am finding it hard to remember details in the morning, but here are last night's dreams.
Two women are trying to break into a castle. They are spotted by the son of a man who hates them more than anything else, who tells his father and sets a trap. Then there is a big battle.
I have a funny feeling that these are related, but here is the rest of my recolections.
I am at Wayne Rooney's wedding (was on the news last night), and I'm sitting across from his wife (he's not there, he's sitting somewhere else), but he got out of the room as quickly as he could. She didn't take more food, but my uncle sitting down from me did. I think I remarked on that. She was told by the person beside her to go for a walk, and she returned with a brick on her head. I think the person who was sitting beside her had gone somewhere too. A man sitting at the table, had noticed I was wearing a hoodie all day, and mentioned it (because everyone else wasn't wearing jumpers and they didn't find it cold I think).
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