Thread: MY DREAM JOURNAL!

wow! rock on! I'm SO proud of you. My little boy is growing up.
Sounds cooler than any LD I've had. I wish I could get it back! I need to practice more. All I had last night was a TERRIBLE nightmare. At least it felt that way to me but when I say it out loud it sounds stupid.

Anyway, I'm going to tell you the same thing I tell my boyfriend and roommate: YOU PLAY TOO MUCH GTA SAN ANDREAS!!!

--Selena

Thankyou very much it was just one of the dreams in a million. I could go for years before i have anything like that again but hopefully not. Changing the subject a little, How many dreams does the average person have in their lifetime? it must be some number.

Yes GTA San Andreas sure is additive. Funny thing is i ain't played it today. I did yesterday for a could few hours. The thing about GTA SA is if you want to go off at say 11 you try to get yourself off at 10.

Jonathan

[SIZE=2]TAKING A BRIEF TRIP TO SCOTLAND AND WHILE SEMI-LUCID HITTING SOMEONE WITH A BOOK!



Three different dreams at different times last night. The first occared before i awoke for the first time.

It goes a little like this: It all began with me on a small aircraft that could probably seat around 15-20 people, it was all very posh as all the seats in the plane were full black leather. We were just coming in to land at Oban airport (doubt it even has an airport) i looked out the small window of the plane and saw nothing more then a field and several small aircraft.
While i was getting off i thought 'One down one more to go' reffering to the flight i must have had to get a plane in the near future (as you can tell i don't particaly enjoy flying)

We cut to a large building which appears to be Oban airport train station and i'm looking for the next train to Inverness for the next stage of my journey. In the dream i knew what i planned to do. The plane from home to Oban then train to Inverness and then train back home from Inverness.

The next dream took place after i had woke up after about 7 and a half hours and then been awake for a couple of hours.
It started with me watching the news on TV and they were reporting about severe flooding in the small British ruled St. Helena. To the best of my knowledge we do not rule a small island called St. Helena, i think the name St. Helena comes from the fact my elder sister is called Helen!
So i'm watching this breaking news and its showing live pictures of a house and i see this small amount of water start coming into the house then the flow gets bigger till the front door's almost ripped off its hinges and the house is feet under water. I was watching thinking why don't they do anything about it?
The reporter was warning people from going there due to the severe weather.
The next thing i know i'm there on St. Helena amazed at all the British things even through i'm thousands of miles from home - The red phone boxes, British number plates and driving on the right side of the road plus all these english people who had moved there from England.
Next thing its cuts to this massive tent with my whole family in all sat in a long row on two rows of woodern benches facing each other.
I climb over peoples feet to get to the middle trying to find a place to sit but theres nowhere and i climb over the back of the benches to this large area covered in mattress' and lie down thinking how much more comfy i am compared to everyone else.

The last dream i had is a bit over the place. I know i dreamt more but just can't remember it. The most important thing is that i was kind of lucid. I think its over the place because i kept realising i was dreaming but was unable to fully grasp what was happening yet still the scene would always change.
The bit i do remember which is so funny i laugh now thinking about it. I was in the kitchen at my old house and was making myself a drink when i realised i was dreaming. Nothing much changed when i discovered i was dreaming so i don't think i really got it 100%
I did not have that much control but i'm glad i didn't as it so funny.
So i'm there pouring this drink and tell myself that i'm dreaming and i better make the most of it. I think about what i haven't done while lucid yet and i decided that i just want to hit someone for no reason. I quickly try to look for something to hit the person with and find a small pile of books on the kitchen surface.
I run out of the kitchen to find someone and find myself upstairs on the landing of my current house. I go to my parents room and my dad is there with someone i do not know. She is a young black lady with short hair and a blue suit on, i decide that time is running out so i run in behind her and just whack her with this large book!!!!!! She jumps up and turns around with this really confused look on her face and my dad looks like hes a bit taken aback with my sudden book assualt!!!!!!

Sadly the dream ended there but what a classic. SMACK, DC are great they look so confused when you do something weird!!!!!!

Jonathan

[SIZE=2]A FEW DREAMS I CAN RECALL FROM PAST WEEK THAT INCLUDES MEETING KYLIE AND FINDING MYSELF IN A WELL KNOWN UK SOAP.



First may i say sorry for not posting in my journal for exacly one week and a day! shocking. Not long after that post something happened that has scarred me for life so i was recovering for a few days to get over it mentally. Add to that, that the computer is getting worse by the day. Bloody BT, we pay them 20 odd Quid a month for this broadband and this is the service we get well i think a phone call with one very angry man is on the cards for them very soon.

You know what its like when you become pre-occupied with something in real life your dreams seem to be affected mainly because you fail to remember them when you wake up due to your mind being elsewhere.

But don't fear i have remembered some dreams. The first one is about the longest dream i have remembered all week it all began with me on a beach i was walking up the beach to a road at the top. It was quite busy with lots of people enjoying themselves in the sun. Not long after the dream began i realised that i wasn't in the UK i was aboard somewhere probably Spain.
I seemed to be alone and was thinking how cool it was that i was aboard on my own for the first time in my life. When i reached the road i over heard a converstation between two people and one was a little girl probably about 9 or 10 and she was telling the other person that the sand (pointing to the beach i had just come off) on that beach was alot more softer and whiter then the beach next to it.
I walked to where the two beaches met and indeed there was a big differeance.
So i carried on and crossed the road as on the other side was a long row of shops. I saw a small shop that i liked the look of. It seemed to have paintings and prints of allsorts. When i entered the shop it seemed to go on and on and was selling just about everything you could think of.
The first thing that drew mt attention was a stack of football related items. I picked up a small pack of about 4 or 5 cards with pictures of England football stars. I looked on the back of the pack for a price and it said 90 cent, when i saw this i decided to get them. Then for some reason i put them back most probably to look round then come back to them if i still wanted them.
I moved on and saw this huge stack of old video games mixed in with new ones. There were PS2 and PS1 games as well as Sega games and also Spectrum games and was looking at the older games but couldn't see anything that interested me. Then i looked at the PS2 games and i picked one out and i was called 'Dads Army: The Game' Now i am certain no such game exists in RL. The funny thing about it was when i looked at what it said on the back. It said something like 'this game has the worst ever graphics, one wonders why they bothered being such a bad game out' then i said 'enjoy all the levels that are based on classic episodes of the much loved comedy'

Funny that someone would say how rubbish the game is on the back cover!
So i put it back and carried on looking round, only this time i just kept walking down aisle afer aisle as nothing interested me. I was like "next" then when i turned round one corner i came face to face with Kylie Minouge the Aussie ex-neighbours actress turned pop star. I was like wow whats Kylie doing in this shop. She was wearing a white top and i think jeans. I think i followed her a while and was quite amazed there wasn't a large crowd following her every move.
It then cuts to the same shop and me, Kylie and two random guys are sat at a small round table. I'm sat facing Kylie and the two guys are either side of her, they appear to be dressed in chef's outfits.
So we're sat there and Kylie then says to me "wow your 18! how come then you look like your seven?!"
I just burst out laughing and so did everyone else. I was about to repley when everyone had stopped pissing themselves but i woke up.

I recall this small dream, i know i occured some time after the dream above but before the dream below.
I was me sat in what looked like a small restuarent or cafe and in front of me sat on a table was a young couple and they had just finished their meal and bagan to pile their dishes up on the other side of the table for someone to collect.
All the dishes brought back horrible memories for me and i was really freaked out just watching them pile up the horrible large white dinner plates with leftover food and the horrible cups with no handles that had chips in that nobody ever finnished off and that bloody tissue paper. Thankfully the nightmare ended at that point.

The above must be confusing for you so i'll shed some light on it. You know i mentioned right at the top that something happened to me that will scare me for life mentally, well it has something to do with those dishes. To cut a long story short - I got my first job ever in a large posh restaurent in town last Friday and started on Saturday afternoon and Quit on Saturday evening!
I was a pot washer and you should have seen the stuff i had to put up with for over 7 hours! without food or break. I won't go into detail but washing even one dish thesedays makes my spine tingle a little.
Imagine this - you've been standing for over 7 hours and your alone in a corner having to clean all the plates, cups, cutley and millions of other stuff people have on a table plus all the chefs pans, pots, boards, millions of plastic tubs with the most filth in them. times this by several hundered and you have a mountian.
Then all at the same time keep the small service hatch clear for the never ending steam of dirty dishes, clear all the dishes, cups etc you have into the bin then load them up on the tiny tiny dishwasher having cleaned as much of the dirt off before you put them in with a spray then get the dishwasher going add to that taking the stuff that you had put in before out and picking them up bare hand scalding hot and putting them in the right place to be used again. I had no apron as they had none left for me so i've just got them back from the wash after over 4 days as they were soaking wet from the water and i was covered in potato mash that everyone seemed so leave.
I'l say no more just add that if you evey go somewhere to eat and get a small pot of butter, PLEASE PLEASE use it!

I seemed to have strayed of the dream path a little but i was needed to explain the nightmare i had.

The only other dreams i can recall happened last night and the first was very vague and short all i can remember was that my Grandad and Grandma were in it with an old lady i did not reckonize. We all seemed to be a house i do not know in real life. Thats about it.

The next wasn't much longer and involved me being in Emmerdale i prime time UK soap opera and was running around looking for someone. I couldn't find them so i finnally decided when i came to one house that this would do and i barged in past the person at the door. I knew i shouldn't do that as it would get me in trouble just forcing my way into someone's home but i thought to myself "I can do what i want!"
Inside the house were 2 or 3 people i couldn't make the people out due to the vagueness of the dream all i remember was one person was wearing a pair of blue pants with orange stripes down the side.
Shame is i thought "I can do what i want!" not because i was lucid but because i am pretty much certain it was that i was in the soap and felt that i was the TV world rather then real real life.

Thankyou for taking the time to read (Selena )

Jonathan

P.S. Selena, Have you ever been to the town of Amarillo in Texas?

[SIZE=2][color=red]END OF THE WORLD (ALMOST) AND TRYING TO WAKE MYSELF UP IN A DREAM!



These two dreams are one from the night before last and last nights dream. They ain’t much but they all count.

All I can remember from this dream is me walking around with about half a dozen other people in this place that looked like a desert only there were the odd building, car etc as we walked. Only thing is nobody was about, I knew this was because of something that had killed almost everyone in the Earth, I don’t know what possibly a meteor or atomic war. We thought we were the only survivors and were just wondering round in a daze. Our hopes were changed when we spotted a man in the distance. Maybe there was more survivors?

The second dream occurred last night and all centred around my Cousin who had died, I think in a car accident. Everyone from my family was at a house I don’t recognize, all dressed in black some people are crying and I can’t believe its happened.
It cuts to the church and I’m sat on the right hand side of the church about half way back. The coffin is at the front of the church in front of the altar.
As I’m stood there I’m trying to tell myself it didn’t happen. And I end up closing my eyes and pressing really hard telling myself to wake up. But when I open my eyes its still there and I tell myself I wish it was a bad dream but unfortunately its real. Not long after this I wake up for real and find out thankfully it was a bad dream.

Funny really that, trying to make myself wake up in a dream, yet thinking in the dream that’s not possible as its real!

Bye for now Jonathan

[SIZE=2]BACK AT THE PLACE I WORKED FOR ONE DAY AND BEING IN A RATHER DIFFERENT SHOP



Very very small dreams last night that will take only a few sentances to mention.

The first was me and my cousin working at the place i worked at for one day in RL, only it had a hotel that isn't there in real life and thats where we were working. We worked nights and our job was to take and collect and plates, cups etc that people ordered using room service. As you can imagine not many people eat at 03:00 and if they do its not a full meal. So i was quite pleased with the job and also that i was working with my cousin.

The second is strange i was in some sort of shop and it wasn't that big yet quite a few people were in there. The thing that made it a little different was the fact everyone was naked! mainly all men which was freaking me out. Unfortunalty when i ran for the exit i took a wrong turn in hurry to get out and found myself in the back trapped. Thankfully it ended there.

Jonathan

SORRY I haven't been on lately...my internet has been down and my dreams have been frightening to say the least due I think to my wacky work schedule....I haven't had a chance to catch up on your dreams but I will soon, have to go to bed shortly....I did see your question about Texas and no I've never been to any part of Texas save for the Dallas/fort worth airport on a layover....why?

I asked if you'd ever been to Amarillo in Texas because a song with that in the title is still number one over here having been re-released.
It was a hit for a guy by the name of Tony Christie and is called 'Is this the way to Amarillo?' Its a class song and was first released in 1971 but has been re-released for Charity with the help of a very funny local man called Peter Kay.
I've always loved the song as its in my mum's LP collection from way back in '71 and now everyone knows it thanks to its re-release.
My mum's pleased too but not when she has to admit to people she knows that she is old enough to have bought the orginal in 1971!
anyway on with the dreams.

[SIZE=2]CARRYING A SMALL ATOMIC BOMB! WATCHING A BIT OF TV AND TRYING TO BREAK INTO A SCHOOL



This dream begins with me in my living room and i'm watching the TV which has football on and its my team Manchester United vs our arch rivals Arsenal. The game kicks off and within two minutes Arsenal have scored which i'm not to pleased about to put it lightly.
All is not lost though as within seconds we've drawn level much to my joy, i think the scorer was our teen sensestion Christeo Ronaldo.
The match processes when out of nowhere the two managers who can't stand each other in RL come onto the field of play and tell everyone to stop fighting and that we should all be friends.
I think i dreamt that as on Saturday Newcastle United played Aston Villa and Newcastle were being hammered 3-0 at home so some of the players were rightly a bit peed off. But then near the end of the match two Newcastle team-mates start having a fight in the middle of the pitch! punching the daylights out of each other! Both set of players had to pull them apart and the referee sends them both off.
all that in front of 50,000+ of their own fans!

So on with the dream. When the two managers have stopped talking the players walk of the pitch and the TV commentater says "We're sorry folks the game will be postponed for a short while, the game will be restarted in just over 1 hours time.

Just as i'm thinking about what i can do for the next hour before the game re-starts i notice i have a black egg shaped thing in my left hand. It has a timer on that is ticking away! As you know digital clock display's rarely work as they should in dreams so i can't make out the time left on this device.
Somehow i know its not any old normal bomb but an Atom bomb!
I try to think how big the explosion will be so i can get to a far enough safe distance. I decide just to go as far as i can but some reason take the bomb with me so as not to leave it at my house and kill anyone. So i seem to be looking for a remote location to dump the bomb and leg it.
I am the only person in the house and my only option is to run.
It cuts to a remote looking school with no light anywhere not even street lamps. Someone else is with me some guy i don't reckonzine from RL. We appear to be trying to break into the school by lifting these white metal shutters covering the windows. I think i still had the bomb and that breaking into the school had something to do with the bomb.
We manage to lift the shutter when someone shuts from a window nearby. The guy i'm with legs it round the back and i decide that i would be best to follow him.
I run following him and find him hiding round the back. It was totally black round there and i decided to stay there as it would be harder for the people now after us to find us.

It ends there. There was one small dream that occured somewhere last night that was me stood on a train station somewhere i seemed to be looking for some decent trains which just like in RL i couldn't find any. So its good it only lasted for about half a minute.

Bye for now Jonathan

[SIZE=2][size=18]DOING A QUIZ WITH A VERY FAMOUS PERSON AND WANTING A DRINK



I haven't been on for a while due to me having really poor recall at the moment. I hope it clears up as i have no chance of having an interesting dream never mind a lucid one.

This dream occured about two nights ago it doesn't last long at all but i'm just glad to have a dream these days.

It all starts with a room that is full of people and i'm sat at a table and everyone including me seems to be doing a quiz. Everyone is in pairs. I turn away from the person reading out the questions to face my partner and its only none other then Frank Sinerta!
He is pointing to the paper and saying 'there i've wrote the right answer down'
I couldn't make ought on the paper what with the dream being fuzzy and thats about were that part of the dream ends.

Now i'm sat watching the TV and a news reporter is out in a really poor country, i can't make out anything he says. He goes to a small group of children and one little girl who like all the children looks very ill and sad kisses the reporter on the cheek.

Third and final little dream involved me getting up and really wanting a drink, so i go down stairs and take the lemonade out of the cupboard and pour myself a drink. I down it in one and go to put the bottle back when a male voice coming from the otherside of the kitchen says to me "Thats the last bottle, no more after that"
I can't see him but i still responde by saying something like "i didn't know, i better be careful then next time"
He doesn't repley and appears to have gone. I think to myself 'we've never going to get anymore bottles, i really better get a glass of water next time i want a drink to save the lemonade'
For some reason i seem to think in this dream that as the man said its the last bottle that we'll never get anymore ever and therefore that bottle is the last drink other then water i'll ever have! Who knows what happened to the other drinks besides lemonade in the dream?

Oh well, Bye for know

Jonathan

Hey, I emailed you about joining our dream journal group. Let me know if you want to (we basically just read each other's journals and talk about them). Hope to see you back soon!
~Selena

[SIZE=2]CABLE CAR



Well i suppose i better start with saying how sorry i am for not posting any dreams for months and months.

I've been meaning to come on again for ages but just haven't got round to it.

I REALLY want to become lucid again, hell just to remember my dreams again.

Well last nights dream goes a little like this....

It began in a cable car, it seems most of my family are also in the cable car, and quite a few other people. It has just set off but already is quite high. Straight away i say "I hope what happened a few months back doesn't happen to us"

What i was on about in the dream was referring to something that happened in real life a few months back near alps, i think it was Austria.

A cable car was going up the mountain and a helecopter was taking materials up to the base at the top which was been refubished.
The helecopter was carrying them on the end of the rope, but the pilot was not long out of training and misjudged his load, and somehow this 1 ton weight of materials came crashing down on top of the cable car and the cable car crashed down to the ground, killing about 12 people.

Well i put this to the back of my mind and i admire the view as we go ever higher, we come to the top of a mountain and i think we are there, but we go over the top and i see an even bigger mountain and start to panic a bit about the height and how long it will be before i can get off.
Also the cable car is shaking a bit.

The scene cuts to us all on the ground in the same place, i can see the same cable car going up above us.
I look across and see the sea and seemed quite interested in a large ship over in the distance, it looks like it made of ice.

It cuts to my bedroom and once again i'm looking out of the window.
My mum is there as well and she starts to tell me, we better watch out when we go on holiday as where we are going to is in a Catholic exclusion zone!

I stand looking out of the window thinking i know how other people of other reglions feel now, and how horrible it feels.

Then i joke that theres one country in the world that would never have a Catholic exclusion
and thats the Republic of Ireland.

Strange dream that last one, i am Catholic but i don't think there are places in the world that exclude Catholics or any reglions come to think of it.
Saudi Arabia?, Iran? might not be the best place to practise Christianity.

This time i'm here to stay.

Well actully thats not quite true, just remembered i'm off for a weeks holiday to somewhere were theres no interent access

Next Saturday i should hopefully be able to get on.

BYEEEE for now

Jonathan

Well even i didn't think i'd been away that long! 22 OCT 2005 - i swear i posted something in a journal last year!

Hey ho. Well i'm back once again because i had a bloody wonderful dream last night, could well have been the greatest i've ever had. You know those ones were you wished you had not woke up. Just leave there it was a perfect world!

Not enough time to go into full detail so i better jot down the main points so i can remember it all tomorrow.


Starts off with me sat at a table with my dad and at least one other guy. I am opening a posh looking white cardboard box - it contains clothes and not just any old clothes... Full wedding get up for a groom! ME
This other guy then hands me a paper (local one) and tells me the bands have been printed, so i open it to see who the heck i'm marrying!
Lucky for me its good news. There were about half a dozen couples listed, i was at the top and there was something else after my name and my brides that nobody else had but i can't remember what it was. Something beginging with 'V'

This young lady is real but seen as anyone with a computer can read this i'll refer to her as Gail!

My dad said to me as i was admiring the white waistcoat from the box something like 'Its great your marrying Gail' or 'I bet your pleased'
I was, it was a bloody great feeling!
I remember some guy from school and i'm well chuffed cos hes suddenly envy of me! and hes nothing. I have Gail!

Cuts to me in a police car and there are two coppers in the front seats and i'm in the back. I can't stop thinking about how i'm (ME&#33 marrying Gail but i am taken from these happy thoughts by some kids messing about. They can't see the car hiding behind the trees and one of the coppers tells me 'lets have some fun' and he reaches over and sounds the sirens and the kids shit themselves!
Then we are next chasing a man, whos dressed as a traffic warden (maybe he was one&#33 i catch him and hold him. The other two come and we haul in off to the car. I say something like '....And you in the Queens uniform!'
I think at some point i gave him a little kicking cos i was mad at him.

Then cut to building and i'm bored of being shown round, i want to see Gail. We've got a party for everyone we know and its the first time i'll have seen her since the wedding was announced.
Then one of the coppers from before tells me some gangsters and knobs are planning to ruin the party just cos they saw our names in the paper and want to ruin our big moment.
I'm quite angry and hide my police uniform (i'm a COP&#33 and say 'Haha they'll be shocked when i run in there and reveal this to them!'
I can picture whats going on and i want to protect my Gail to i'm well in hurry and i'm going to kill those bastards.
Still happy though cos i'm the luckiest guy in world.

Then i woke up!

let me stay there!

Well i'm back, kind of. Leaving sometime soon for lets say somewhere that ain't got internet connection. So typical me to start typing up my dreams again after so long!

So i have some new ones and some classics i recorded on paper months and months ago.

I'll start with the new ones and add a mixture there after of new and classic dreams by me dear reader.

IN A BLUE CROWD:

I am in a crowd in front of a stage. I believe i'm at the Tory party conference (Political Party in UK) I don't regonzise any of the politians on the stage. (Could they be junior members of the party?)
Someone (A man) is heard on a loud speaker system reminding everyone of the untimly death of someone in the party aged on 56. Men on stage look uncomfortable, i think this is because before they were laughing and joking with the crowd. More to this and other dreams but dream recall is a shadow of its former self.

WALKING HOME, FISH & CHIPS AND YET ANOTHER RUDDY FENCE:

I am leaving a church and walking past where my old primary school used to stand. In dream it is a car park however in RL it is still standing. I don't leave there anymore moved some years ago.
This car park is for modern times filled with a high ratio of 'old' cars. I as i would in RL think this is cool. Was my mind trying to tell me through the old cars i was back in time? - due it being a long time since i've lived there and thats what it might have looked like then - car wise
I have a blurred and vague recollection that i spoke to someone when i was walking through this car park - could have been Sally from Corrie (UK Soap)
I walk towards the main road with will in RL take me towards my old house, in the dream i thought i still lived there and so was trying to get home.

However the pavement/sidewalk is the only thing that remains the same as running alongside both sides of it is a HUGE fence, three or fours times my height. Its all rusting and i feel trapped inside. (How i got in i don't know, one minute i was outside the next i'm inside, walking down the pavement/sidewalk)
As i reach the bottom of the hill and nearer my house i see ahead of me still closed in by the fence a big concrete block as tall as the fence. I have now got no way round.
After a short while stood there looking at it i notice a gap in the fence on the left hand side of the concrete block. I assume this will take me round my obstable. This path bends round to the right and i see the 'way out' - a tiny hole in what looks like more concrete. I looks like it was done by force rather then by design. I go up to it and look through the gap and see to my horror on the other side there are loads and loads of kids/yobs.
I go back the way i came so as to hide away and think as to what to do when someone has come in through the tiny hole. They comes round the corner and i see it is a boy of 16 or 17 and comes up to me close and says
"You can't go through here!"
I get real angry and before i can stand up to him the dream fades.


My next dream started with me in a pub. I know which one and i knew in the dream exept it didn't look like it does in RL. I see Gail (See above) is there, pleased yes but am seemingly more interested in the yummy Fish & Chips i have ordered and go to sit with my elder sister when i see our food come. YUM!

Yet another dream about fences (Of all the dreamsigns ) This one though was GREEN still big though. I am in some sort of playground and there are lots of us (all boys oddly enough) then i see one boy climb the fence from the other side. Someone (Teacher, guard?) seems to see this happen and everything goes crazy. All the boys act like its some kind of famailar game to them and they quickly gather round the boy who had climbed over.
The clever thing was that he was wearing a bright red t-shirt and only those who were wearing a bright red t-shirt as well, went and crowded round him. I was also wearing a red t-shirt and so was thrust by someone into the malee.

Thats all my new ones for now. So i'll be back with some classics and if i'm lucky some new hot off the press dreams.

Sorry to myself about the little gap only i just don't have the time at night to come on and write all my dreams down. This has been futher proven by the fact i beat my own record for number of dreams recorded in one night. I dreamt at least 8 different dreams.
So that took 2 A4 pieces of paper to right down.
Put i'll give it a go in parts.

Heres part one:

SPACE DREAMS:

My eventful night kicked off with my first remembered dream that involved 'Star Trek: Next Generation' in it. Seen as its the last thing i see every Friday night its amazing its taken till now.
It was very simple and short. It was me Geordie and Captain Picard walking through one of the lower decks on the USS Enterprise. Do know there was more to this dream but the sheer amount of time and others dreams that passed after it made me forget it. It was all centered around fixing something on a wall.
My second space dream began almost straight after and i had a strong feeling through out its length that i was alone, so very alone aboard a spaceship. I was again on a lower deck and i was getting into an escape pod. I had the sense the reason i was alone was because all the rest of the crew had already left - why i do not know.
I got in and the doors closed, i pressed a big round button near the door and felt the pod seperate from the mother ship. The feeling i had of being alone intenisfied and REALLY felt alone in the vastness of space - just me and my pod. I wondered how long i might have to wait before i could be found.


MISS WORLD IN A CARAVAN AND GETTING LOST

This is the longest of all the dreams i had that night. It all started with me standing in a large static caravan. I appear to be in a caravan park. Whilst looking out of the window i spot a young lady with black hair walking towards my caravan and the door. She is carrying an empty black cup in one hand and i moan that she must want something, like sugar. I know that i'm the only one in the caravan because everyone has gone out so i'm annoyed and scared that i'll have to answer the door to her.
Skips to me in the same caravan but this time i'm sat on the sofa with the same lady who was coming to the door. There is an uneasy pause and we are both sat in silence and i feel uncomfortable in the situation. Then my cousin appears and starts talking cheerfully about random things (Cars, Trains etc) and i'm pleased the silence has been lifted. I look across at the lady and see is now smiling and is how it appears much happier.
I leave them two talking and it cuts again. This time i am where what i believe to be the upstairs of the caravan. However this upstairs is HUGE, room after room, corridor after corridor. So big is it that i get lost quite quickly.
A couple of times i find myself at somewhere i kind of recognise but only go on to get lost again. At some point in all this i speed up my going through of the rooms (mainly so i can find my way out) and i start pushing people out of the way and when i begin to find my way out of a room blocked (always by tables) i jump over them or slide under them. This all takes place (the tables part) in what looks like my old high school. In RL there were and still are a couple classrooms which have ajoining doors for access to other stairwells.
Once or twice i tell myself how cool it is to do what i want without any repercussions, however at no point did i put two and two together and get 'dreaming'
Finally i find my way back to the top of the stairs that lead to the downstairs part of the caravan. I stop at the top for a few seconds to look at a small TV which has a programme on with the title 'Miss World International' and by the looks of it, it is all taking place in the caravan!
I go down and all i see in the empty caravan is one woman's shoe. Don't know fashion of any kind so i'll just leave it at that.
I curse myself for missing it because for some reason in the dream i seemed to know it was on but forgot all about it and went and got lost upstairs and only the TV reminded me but all too late.
I then look out of window and see my cousin who is outside in his car with the same lady as before. All i'm going to say is they were getting to know one another! - also for some reason on seeing them, i know the lady also won the Miss Word that i just missed and that my cousin had some sort of say in her winning.
Now despite what i saw on the TV i think the Miss World might have had a twist to it, because right after telling myself off and seeing my cousin i still standing in the caravan repeated at least twice out loud
'There were naked woman in this room and i missed it!'

At that point i woke up and in a sort of half dreamworld half real world clash, i was in bed but it was like i was still a little in the dream. I still throught it had all happened for real and was still angry at missing it all. Then i said aloud as if in repley to my dream self 'Yes you did but no worry, they were not real women - it was a dream'
I can feel the dream me's relief.
It wasn't like i woke up and said 'Oh it was all a dream' - it was just like i said above, as i were telling my dream self not to get upset as it was all a dream.

REVOLVING DOOR YOBS AND A VERY WEIRD MOMENT

I am leaving a shopping centre with my mother and the way out is this HUGE revolving door. We are almost out when we are trapped along with a number of other people by four black yobs. They are running round the inside of the door so that it just stays where it is. As one passes me i think about tackling him because i'm very angry but i think better of it as i think to myself 'this is London and don't want one of them to pull a knife and add me to the young persons killed statistics'


Somewhere between this dream and the next ones i woke up - I think - and couldn't move. Everything was dark, darker then if i had just had my head under the covers. I know this because outside it was bright sunshine and i just don't think no matter how well i was hidden it would be lighter then it was.
A lady's voice appears and says in real echoy sound 'Come back Jonathan, you/it was really funny'
I felt like i was on a border between reality (my bed) and the dreamworld (this lady) I'm scared by my inablilty to move to i try hard to move and after what seemed like an age but must have only been a few seconds the vice like grip pressing me down gave in and i was able to roll over. I close my eyes and am asleep again in a flash.
Was it some kind of messed up WILD?

FINDING A HIDDEN ROOM IN MY HOUSE AND POLAND VS USA

I find a hidden room underneath one of the rooms in my house. I comment on how the ceiling of this new found room is clear see through plastic. I can see right up into the other room. I question how i've never spotted this before -possible lucid moment missed.

Watching TV at my old house with my mother. It is Poland vs USA at football on the telly. It has yet to start and i am watching the camera showing the crowd. There are American soliders (marines) looking very smart all round the stadium and they are all standing to attention with an American flag. (Little ones on flagpoles not one huge flag)
I am thinking to myself 'ha, look at American's thinking they are great at football'
My mother asks if either team are going to the world cup and i'm like 'No mother they are rubbish'

TWO MEN SKIING

Two men are skiing down a mountain. I know one is Austrian and the other i only know is from somewhere in the middle east. I am certain the Austrian is bound to win for obvious reasons but half way down the surface changes to sand and i'm not so sure anymore. Middle Eastern man picks up mobile phone (a bloody big one by the looks of it) on his way down and for some reason he doesn't need to pick it up but chooses to.

PAUL MERTON AND IAN HISLOP IN MY ROOM

Paul Merton and Ian Hislop from 'Have i got news for you' are standing in my bedroom and are pressing a button they shouldn't. Button isn't there in RL and neither are Paul Merton or Ian Hislop for that matter. This button is more like a signal lever when i look at it up close. It appears my room is some kind of signalbox. They vanish and i'm scared because someone at control will know a lever has been pulled that should not have been. I know in the dream that when you do this it automatically tells them and then they will ring to inform whoever (my boss?) of what has happened. I fear they will not believe me when i say who pulled it.

WIRES LESSON

Still in my room but now my dad is holding up two wires and tying them in a certain way. I know understand where i was going wrong.

ESCAPED TIGERS

I am looking into field (over fence? because if i was then theres that DS again) because two huge tigers have escaped and they are killing sheep. One sheep dies when the one of the tigers lauches itself at the defenceless creature and both go over in a summersault with the tiger landing on top of the sheep and with the poor animals neck in its mouth.
Another sheep behind this is killed by the other tiger and this sheep stands bolt upright stiff until it finally topples over and is dead.
When i look back at first tiger it has now changed to a fox. It is still however eating the dead sheep. Someone (a farmer or police marksman) has shot the tiger/fox but only wounded it. They are now throwing sawdust and haw at the tiger/fox. I also throw some to help. The animal is now covered with only its head showing. The person(s) who shot it last time are now lining up a shot to the head so as to kill it as humanly as possible.
My dear departed doggy Holly appears for a split second from under this blanket of sawdust and hay. I don't seen to recognise her and i just saw 'aww look a cocker spanial'

I AM A POLICEMAN

This dream starts with me seemingly not a policeman but instead a cameraman who follows them around. I am in back seat of a panda car. In the front there is a female officer driving and her partner a male officer is in the passenger seat. They are driving along when they see something not quite right. They decide to keep low and carry on round a corner. Once round this corner they radio for backup. Almost in an instant a police van comes screening past with flashing lights. I am thinking 'oh that was fast' (the responce that is)
We now perform a three point turn in the road. Just before its complete the male officer spots an old lady who is walking slowly up the road, he warns the driver to keep an eye on her as they reverse.
Old lady missed we speed away with flashing lights.
Now as we arrive i appear to be policeman and i along with other officers rush over to a person lying in the street. It is dark and raining heavyly. All the other police officers have black (or should it blue) overcoats on. I think how cool they look and am admiring an officer's to the left of me. However as i look down i realise what i thought was my cool overcoat is actully my purple dressing gown that i have in RL. I hope no body sees it but of course they can, still though nobody comments on it. I still though begin to feel very embarrased and annoyed at how typical it is of my luck.

WOW I have managed to finish all my dreams for that night!
well no part 2 then!

More dreams tomorrow.......

I think i used up all my dreams in one night!
Past couple of days have been rubbish.

SCHOOL YET AGAIN AND AN OLD FRIEND

I'm in school, in a classroom and all i can remember upon waking up is standing up. Silly me didn't write dream first time i woke up.

I'm back at school but this time outside this seems to be a later point in time to the last dream but somehow connected. I see someone i used to know called Steven. In RL he was always nice to me so it was strange in the dream to have in him seemingly very angry at me. He is walking closer and closer to me, until he is right in front of me and i am forced to pedal backwards.
All the time i yelling at him, such things as 'why are you doing this' 'we are mates' 'this isn't right' - He shows no change in his emotion. I feel powerless.


AUSTRALIA, NAPALM AND TRAINS

Dream starts as if i'm watching TV. On it there is a view of Melbourne, South Australia. Above this row of tall trees the camera follows a helicoptor which napalms something that is hidden from view behind the trees. There is a big explosion and lots of orange flames and i think this is very cool. I tell my youngest sister to look as she is seemingly with me.
The scene skips to Willesden (North London) and rather then watching it on TV i am there with my sister and also i think my mother. I maybe had a chance at Lucidity because i remember questioning how we or it got from Australia to England.
However i feel that may be down to the fact i was disracted straight after this by some trains. Now in RL i know Willesden for its depot and in the dream i see a class 153. Now in life you are never going to see a 153 normally at Willesden but i seem more bothered in the dream about getting its number as it is could be a rare cop. I get the number (forget upon waking what that number actully was)
I also see passing this 153 what looks like a class 158 (again a rare class to see at Willesden) I miss the front number so try and see it on the rear carriage, only this is nothing but a set of bogies and so the bodyshell is missing and thus the number is as well. Rather then question this strange sight i am too busy saying to myself 'typical, that could only happen to me!'


With regards to the first dream, i think i am noticing a killer dreamsign -SCHOOL - I'm always there! did it scar me that much!
More often then not i'm always either confused as to where i should be or wondering if i should be there at all.
I think the latter is maybe me trying to tell myself that i finished school years ago but in the dreams i always tell myself that i must be wrong and of course i have to go back. This could be my best way of getting lucid.
Also on the object side of things, a timetable is often involved.

First sorry about not adding this to my above post i messed up.

DIVING WITH TERRY WOGAN

I'm a training pool, looks square and is very deep. Looks like the kind where people train for rescues and the such like.
I am at the bottom with Terry Wogan and i am trying to hold my breath and perform a task at the same time. This task is take a model of Thunderbird 4 to the surface and stop it from dropping back to the bottom. Seemingly a tough task as the model is quite heavy and therefore will not float. Before i do the task, i take the model in my hands ready to go up but Terry says something that distracts me and i stupidly stay too long on the bottom and begin to panic a bit. I think i'll have to shoot up to the surface because i'll run out of air in my lungs. This thought scares me because even if i do make it back i'll get the bends from coming up too quickly.
I do get up and complete the task and i hear Terry say something like 'Well done five points'

I was dreaming this for sure because i was reading up on Eurovision on Wikipedia last night!

SCHOOL AGAIN! AND NOBODY IN

The first part of this dream is me back at SCHOOL again and i am speaking to Daniel Scudamore because i am confused about what seem like changes to my TIMETABLE
I want to know why a lesson (forget after dream which one it was) is after form in the afternoon. He says we've already had it first thing, or at least he did. I have no recollection of this (COME ON ITS CLASSIC LUCIDITY CHANCE!) He also corrects me when i say 'form' he says 'tutor'

The second part to this dream is me outside a building. The place looks a little like Winkley Square in Preston. I can't get in even through i'm suppose to have an appointment with someone in there. This appointment is something i have every week in RL but not in Winkley Square. There appears to be nobody in at all, even the lights are out.
I notice a letter 'C' on the door. I walk back across the road and a lady standing there says 'Their not in again'
I walk back to door and smack it in anger and curse saying 'i could have stayed longer on holiday' - It seems i was away and came back early to keep my appointment.
When i walk back across the road i think i see someone moving behind the door and get scared because i think i'll get in trouble for smacking the door. However it turns out there was nobody there and the last i remember it was still locked and there was still nobody inside.

There was alot more to this last dream, something about a man holding a baby. In dream i remember the baby distorted quite bizarrely but i never questioned it. Alot more to this but forgot it all which will teach me.

More tomorrow which includes unless i have numerous dreams, some classics from months ago with i'm longing to write up. These include becoming lucid and what can best be described as semi-lucid but it was very cool still though.

Didn't seem like i dreamt much last night but it took a long time to write down. Still again last night there was a little more to some dreams but better then the previous night.


WE'VE BEEN BURGLED

Dream starts with me and my parents in the dining room of my house. There are some patio doors which lead outside to the garden and i am looking at them because they are wide open. I'm being told it was me who left them open and while we were out were burgled. I can't remember leaving it open but neither can i remember shutting them. Strangly my parents are not angry, they even say it was an easy mistake to make. The only good thing in all this is that my dad by all accounts came home and unwittingly spooked the burglers who were at the other side of the house and they ran. As a result they have not got away with much. My parents seem pleased that none of the TV's were taken.
Dream skips to me outside on drive. I can see ahead of me that the gates are open a little and my dog is thinking about escaping. I am running as fast as i can to shut them, all the time yelling his name to get him to stay.


HELICOPTOR RIDE TO MOUNTAIN BASE

This dream has no real beginning because it starts with me being chosen with a few other people to go in somewhere in this helicoptor. I have no idea why I or any of the other people have been chosen.
The helicoptor soon is over water, the water is really blue and we are really close to the surface. I panic a little and tell myself we might crash. I start then telling myself that this is alot safer then travelling by car (especially if its me driving!) - 'You can hit things in a car'
This is suppose is me saying to myself that no matter how low were are flying theres still nothing in front of us on the near horizon.

Pilot is now talking to someone over the radio. He is told to go to 'Potts' after he has dropped us off and from all this I gather he will be back for us later on in the day.

We arrive at our destination and with that the helicoptor changes to a huge yellow dumper truck. We just make it under the barrier at a checkpoint guarding this place and the pilot tells 'I can go automatically through'
This seems to signal our importance.
The place we have arrived at like i say has a checkpoint guarding it. It looks like a mountain face and everything like doors are cut into it.
Here the dream gets a little confusing, i am now in the building/mountain and am with one other person. I do not know this person but it is a boy not much disimaler in age to me. I FEEL THE PRESENCE OF SOMEONE ALWAYS WATCHING - LIKE A MASTERMIND, A BOND VILLIAN, SOMETHING LIKE THAT.
Me and this boy are given a verbal noise to make and its just that a noise. Cats are involved somehow, they are everywhere.
I try my sound a few times and become convinced that its all a con/setup and i am going to be treated in a bad way. I want to leave, i take something and slam it across a large table that is set all posh. I say something like 'I won't be fooled'
Cut to group of people including me having a converstation with i think the pilot from before. We are talking about when we were picked up in the helicoptor. In my minds eye i can see this place. The person says 'We locked (don't remember name, only its a he) in a vault and he'll have to wait till we get back to get out. While he is saying this again i can see in my minds eye, this poor sap standing there alone in this mainly metal room/vault.
Someone says 'oh dear, he was going to an important meeting today, something about joining the University of Cumbria'
We all laugh and i think 'ooh Heather goes there'
This person all i know is from SCHOOL in RL.


GETTING RID OF MOST OF MY SISTERS STUFF

Dream starts with me on computer at home and i am somehow communcating with my sister over the internet. She is at home (in RL she doesn't have internet at her house) and i am showing her how much of her stuff i have got rid of. The number 30 is there for some reason, i don't know if i've sold 30 things or get rid of everything but 30 items. I hope she will be pleased and she seems to be.
Cut to couple i don't recognise who are also throwing items they don't want anymore away. They are throwing them into the street and oddly enough every single item seems to be a suitcase. All different kinds but suitcases all the same.

PLAYING SONIC

My cousin is playing Sonic on his computer. I don't recognise this version of Sonic and am lead to beileve it is a new version. My cousin is finding it impossible and i agree to try and complete the level. I notice there is a simalierty between this level on this new Sonic and a level on Sonic 2, the version of Sonic in RL that i most understand and am familiar with. I do better then my cousin who is asking how do i do it so well. Still i'm finding it very hard and keep dying.
This Sonic looked very sparce on colour. Everything was white except Sonic who was more silver and the rings which were gold but much larger then i'm used to seeing.

FRENCH COMPUTER

I am once again on my computer at home and am scrolling down some long text with pictures inserted in some places. These appear to be articles i have written. I am showing these to my sister, i am also showing her some spotting (trains) records i have written up online. Only these records are of me seeing trains in 1965 and 1966! just the 20 years before i was born!
I don't question this and while all this is going on we just know a woman is getting up in a nearby room. For some reason i know she is Asian and when she comes in and sees us still up and using the computer she will be very angry. I quickly shut all windows open on the computer and press the 'shut down' key. It is doing it very slowly and i say 'bloody French thing'
Then it says something in French and i know this is it comfirming it is shutting down.
Before this can happen my sister sits down and goes on the internet, i forget about the woman and am more interested in what my sister is looking at.
She shows me a website which has four company names on it. Each one is ranked 1st to 4th and my sister points at her company which she works for (not in RL) it is ranked 1st and she is very pleased and says its down to her working there that it is number one.
I ask her if thats it for the UK, just those four companies in that field of work in the whole country. She says no its the total for the whole world. I question her on this as it doesn't seem right.


And some classic dreams from many months ago........


AFRICAN TALKS AND ROUGH RIDE IN AN AMBULANCE

A crowd has massed and they appear to be from different factions. A man's voice comes over and says all the countries in Africa are here for talks. I see one group proudly waving a flag. This flag is a tricolour and looks like an Italian flag on its side (green on top, white in middle and then red at bottom) There is a symbol in the middle. For some reason i know this flag to be the flag Ghana. NB. It isn't but it is not that dissimalar.
Not far in front of this crowd a man is lying seriously injured having appearly been set upon. A film crew and a reporter are with him (could be same reporter who spoke out of shot earlier) This group carry the man away....
....Cut to riding in an ambulance, the two paramedics are female and we appear to still be in Africa (althrough i never figure it, its pretty obvious that this man in the ambulance is the same man who was set upon)
We are taking him to the nearest hospital which is some distance away. This journey isn't helped by the fact that the road despite being the main road is somewhat in a bad way. We are limited to no more then 30mph.
Even worse later on the road practically ends and all that is there is a roughly marked out path of uneven stones (huge stones as well)
I am first to see this and point it out, i see some grass to the side of this path and say we should drive on the grass. Unfortunalty this only seems to make the wheels slip.

I have a very brief dream about someone from Hollyoaks (UK soap) and the amazing thing is i am able to watch same scene over again and its exact in everyway to the first time round. Never happened to me before.
ANOTHER FALSE AWAKEING.

FIRE ON TRAIN

I am on a TRAIN it feels like a voyager. There is fire coming out of the side of the carriage. I feel i must tell someone about it or else we will explode. For some reason i decide to leave it and seem to revell in the possibilty that i could die.

NAZI/USSR RAILWAY STATION

I am at a railway station which appears to be in a foreign country. I come to beleive i am in Nazi Germany. I see a kiosk which is should be for a railway company it being on a station but it looks more like a kiosk for an airline. This company is operating to Switzerland (big sign in red)
I say something to them, something about how can i get to Switzerland.
I guess this Switzerland thing was a dream way of telling me what i would be thinking if i were to find myself in Nazi Germany - 'must get over the border'
I wake up soon after this and tell myself that although i thought it was Nazi Germany in the dream, i was more likely in the USSR in the 70's or 80's figuring how it looked in the dream.

CORRIE PARTY

I am next to the Platt's house in Corrie. It is night time and there are lots of people in their house. I am outside when a strange looking machine on wheels appears. It could only be described as a mobile disco. It had a huge speaker and underneath this on the stand it was on were hundreds of CD's to choose from. A man asks me to choose something more him to play. All i see is rubbish like Robbie Williams (even in my dreams i can't get away from him!) so i am stuck. Before i find something bearable another song blasts out from it. I don't know the song but it is ok. I then start to worry about the noise and upsetting the neighbours. Before this dream ends something about it also being physic and talking to Amber.

DANCE

I'm dancing. Also at bottom of some stairs when i put my finger on a young lady's lips. Then i look her in the eyes - deep. I take my hand which was on her leg, and walk up the stairs. I think to myself 'leave them wanting more'
That phase was all down the watching 'Life On Mars' on DVD the before bed. Thanks Gene!

This is a cool couple of dreams and also i get a little lucid.

I'M IN 'LIFE ON MARS' !!!!!!!!

Am at a stately home getting in the rear of a car. Driving down a country lane and then three of the four other people in the car become clear to me. They are Ray, Chris and Gene from 'Life On Mars' !!!!!!!!!!!
The man who is driving i do not recognise.
I notice we are about to crash and brace myself. The dream then slows down and i see everyone being tossed around. Finally we come to a stop and everyone seems to be in one piece, except that is the driver who is dead and slumped over the wheel.
Gene gets out and finds a box of tissues on the man which hidden inside is a big wod of money. Gene yells 'THE GIT!, HE SAID HE'D PUT IT BACK'
I think to myself that it serves him right.


NOT LUCID BUT I CHANGED A SCENE!!!!!!!!

I am standing in living room at home and i hear a loud noise from outside. I look up to the sky through the window and don't see anything. When i step back i see everything before me vibrating with wavy lines and i decide that i can change the scene. I say out loud 'Winning an Oscar' and the scene before me begins to take shape. Its like i'm being sucked into the scene and i can see the audience before me. However the sounds, sensations and feelings are too painful and i let it fade back to the orginal scene in the living room. I wasn't lucid but it was a first for me!
Also in an earlier dream i questioned some fruit disappearing from a bowl - didn't become lucid however.

Next dream is the last time i ever got close to lucidity. I would call it Semi-Lucid because i didn't get any of the vividness and well the usual package that you do when you are totally lucid.

SEMI-LUCID DREAM

I am in Milton outside my grandparents house. I look down the side of their house to a road and see a 1981 police car from 'Ashes To Ashes' parked. I turn back to the house and think to myself 'i'm dreaming'
I quickly glance back at the police car and repeat to myself 'dreaming'
I go to the front door and want to see how real everything is. I put my hand onto the brickwork and am amazed at its detail and touch. In the brickwork when i look closely i see the mortar lines form into the words 'F'
I go to the letterbox and tell myself that when i look through i will see what i want to see and indeed i do.
Can't remember what this thing was but i defenitly saw it.
Looking back at the door i tell myself i must spin to stay in the dream but i feel my right arm is real heavy and i see the darkness coming.

DYING FROM A BITE ON THE HAND

I die after being bitten on the hand by my dog.
Also dogs lots of dogs all for some reason sat at the dinner table!

SHIP

On a ship just off the coast, thinking about going for a swim in the sea, like lots of people are. Someone i sat with is waiting for his girlfriend, who is coming down the beach before swimming over. He is very happy and says how beautiful she is.

Also a dream about me being attacked by lots of dogs and being so annoyed and hating it that i just yelled 'WAKE UP!' and i did. Handy thing to have.

ARRGHHH What a terrible night of dreams or should i say lack of dreams!

Just this tiny, tiny snippet from when i dozed off before finally getting out of bed.

I was in some sort of canyon with a large hill to the right which had a sheer rock face to it. On one side were a huge number of men, seemingly some sort of native peoples. They were scary but not armed with anything too modern.
On the other side there was a small group of soliders, maybe at most a couple of hundred. They wore blue uniforms and looked to be from sometime in the 19th century.
There was this Englishman shouting to the soliders that everything was alright because they had the high ground.
As he said this all the soliders were running upto the top of the hill.


Thats it my friends.

More IF i can recall anything.

Oh my! I'm so lazy at the moment. I think i'm getting snobbish when it comes to writing down dreams! - if it doesn't blow my mind upon waking then it ain't going nowhere.

On yet another morning of just refusing to write my dreams down i finally made note the next day of a dream with amounted to this one phase:

Bouncing off window alien balls

MRS PEEL

In living room at BL and Mrs Peel is there running around in a purple jumpsuit. (Watched all of 2 seconds of The Avengers when flicking through channels waiting for a programme to come on)
Can't say what happened next - this is a family journal

LANCASTER STATION BLACKOUT

I arrive on a train at Lancaster railway station (it is bigger then it is in RL) and start looking for a train home (to Preston) There is a pacer (class 142) across on an other platform but i ignore this as it is rubbish in both RL and dreams.
I spot something a million times better on another platform in the shape of a blue class 47 with a small rake of blue carriages. I want to get this home and and scared it will depart without me so i hurry towards a footbridge in the distance. Only when i get there i notice the part over the tracks is more like a tightrope, i think about risking it but decide to find another way.
During all this i somehow spot a screen that tells me my train isn't going to leave for some time so i am happy to find another way across.
Remember all the numbers and letters were moving all over the place, this would be because i was in a dream and you just can't read text but in the dream i thought i was because i have bad eyesight (now i do in RL but it isn't that bad!)
Thankfully i see a better footbridge and tell myself how stupid i am for not seeing it before. I am just about to make my way over when at the bottom of the stairs i am stopped by someone's arm pulling me back.
This young lady is handing me a small brown square enverlope. It turns out from what she is saying to me is that this is a train (pointing to a long train with brown posh carriages that has just appeared in front of us on what was an empty platform) full of people from SCHOOL - i for some reason suddenly recall that it is valentines day.
She says i can find out who likes (or liked) me. Futher more it can only be good for me because i have the enverlope with something in, so someone on there has something nice to say about me.
I am tempted but i think to myself that this has to be a windup or a con plus i really want to get over to my train.
I say something like 'How much is it?' and something else but before she can answer i spot another class 47 on each end of this train she wants me to go on and i'm like 'You had me at double 47!'
Only now when i take up the offer do i realise the lady i was speaking to. It is none other then TV presenter Kirsty Gallager (sorry poor spelling)
She is still talking to me and i rare thing in my dreams i was actully looking someone in the face (by-product of RL i'm afraid) and her face becomes clear to me and i'm amazed i'm talking to her. Should have asked myself if i was dreaming!
Then loads of activity starts going on in the station, another class 47 appears, a class 20 comes through light engine and a steam train is also coming into the station. Then BANG even though its daylight, all the lights go out and its pitch black, even the sky is black. I can hardly see a thing. I note that even the signal's have gone out.
Even though i'm quite scared by all this i don't show it and am able to hold Kirsty and make sure she's safe. Plus i tell her it was 'a complete systems failure'
The lights come back on and i am looking to see if the signals are correct, they appear to be so at which i'm very relieved because trains were on the move when the lights went out.

Sketchy dreams after this including West Brom beating someone 5-1 in what i think was a playoff final. I am annoyed that i missed the game.
Also Manchester United selling Ronaldo and Solsjker to Inter Milan for Figo in return (I was angry to say the least in the dream at this)

Should have written this down but i didn't and plus i have no idea how i'm going to write it up on here. Family journal and all!
Lets just say a memorable dream and it FELT very real, thats the key point here, that i don't do much but look and feel emotions in dreams but this was a rare one that had touch to it. If looking back at this dream in this journal please remember it because it ain't going here.

Another ruddy dream i should have written down was me with superpowers!
I was watching Heroes before bed so that would explain it.
I was watching a TV, i went real close and could see some people on it, the programme was live so i wanted to make the ground shake. I knew i had this power but wanted to test its distance, seen as these people on TV were 600-650 miles away (I was thinking in dream i was at home and these people where in London) I started to unleash my power and the ground all around (that rhymes!) was shaking but there was no reaction at all from the people on TV. I was annoyed at myself with how typical that was of me.

There was alot more to this dream but not bothering to write them down i soon forgot.

TRAIN RANT AND DO YOU SMELL SOMETHING BURNING?

I am aboard a train looking out of the window and trying to spot some numbers. I see a class 221 reflected in some glass which gives me a chance to take down its number (221104) which i think is rather a stroke of luck for me.
Sadly my luck is to change because across the aisle from sat down is none other then LEE KELLET FROM SCHOOL He takes my notepad from me and starts arseing about with it. I lose it and and go into a massive rant littered with curses (F this and F that)
'It's FOUR years since i was at school and still you f**king carry on'
NB. Its actully six years in RL.
My rant is finally over and i become aware of all the people in the carriage, many of whom are women so i say aloud:
'I apolgise for my bad language'
Then Kellet is gone and i am looking out of the window again. The guard comes round and is trying to locate a smell of burning that is coming from this area. I look down and suddenly a laptop is in my lap and when i lift it up there is a round burn mark underneath.
I say nothing and am thinking 'oh poo' when things get really out of hand because on the left sleeve of my jacket there is now a small patch of flames. I stand up put cannot put this small fire out, despite repeatedly patting my arm. I am now stood in the aisle and people are gathering round trying to help but even they can do nothing as the small flame grows till i look down and see both my arms from top to bottom are alight. I really panic and think i might die. Now my vision is blurred by the growing flames and the fire seems to inglufing me. I lie down and can hear people trying to put me out.


RUNNING WHO KNOWS WHERE WITH UNKNOWN LADY

There is more to the start of this dream however all i can remember is a young man lying on a couch in a large hall. He is upset and a lady is with him and while looking at some books on a nearby bookcase says to him:
'yeah it's a crap song....'
Which i take it is why the man was upset. That he had sent in a song and these people told him what they thought of it - not very much.
Cut to series of rooms which all have large retangluar windows within the walls ajoined to the next room. The place looks a little like a hospital.
I am trying to get away from a man, don't know why but i feel like i really have to trap him in there and make good my escape. Otherwise my life will not be the same, what i'm trying to say is if he gets out then he'll take something or more like someone away from me - i just can't let him do that.
I get ahead of him enough so i can dash for the door and lock it behind me. I feel at last that he is trapped long enough so i can escape, only now does a young woman appear whos only feature i can make out in the dream and now is a white overcoat (i don't know fashion..... you know, well you don't but i do!)
She is important to me for some reason and i know in the dream that she is the reason that i was running from this man and that she was the person that would be taken from me if he were to escape and find us.
She is hurrying me away so we can both get far away.


SHEEP VS ARIZONA D'BACKS

At a house that looks like a complete mirror image of my house in RL. I need the toilet and for some reason i go outside onto the drive. I walk part way down it and suddenly realise where i'm suppose to be going. I curse myself and turn back, before i reach the front door i spot lots and lots of clutter that is mine and should be inside. I try to collect it all up but get distracted by one of the items. It is a sort of small flat screen TV which has of all things a game of baseball between some sheep and the Arizona D'backs!
I think nothing of this!
There was a FA sometime between waking after this dream and the next.


STAR TREK

Just a small dream to start off with, this was forgotten for some time after waking and thus not all of it is complete.
What seemed like an away team was in a dingy looking grey building. Geordie was there and he along with Riker were trying to make sense of some wierdly behaving matter. It was solid on second and then would flow about the next. They tried to take reading with their tri things.
All the time Riker was telling the captain what they had found over the communicater.
Something about Dr Crusher.

The above was a couple of nights ago. Below is last nights eventful dreams, which i have no doubt were the product of being woken after just under five hours sleep and then deciding to stay in bed (nice!) so after a total of nearly an hour awake i went to sleep thinking of lucid dreaming.
I was able to have quite a long dream and even better i achived in a latter dream the briefest of lucid moments! add a FA or two to the mix and a good nights dreaming was had by all!


MAKING A MESS AND TRICKY DOORS

This was the dream that i remember first so due to going back to sleep and having more dreams much of this one is incomplete.
I was at BL and making an arwful mess in the kitchen (thankfully i don't risk such things in RL by virtue of staying well out of the kitchen!) and realising that people would be back soon. I just clear the mess away when my mother and sister arrive back. They suspect nothing and we are all too interested in what they have brought back from their shopping. Not much really if the only thing i can recall is a carton of orange juice.
Cut to dining room and were in RL there is just a normal door in the dream it was a double door and i could not get it closed, Harry my dog was not helping. (Caused no doubt by the fact the night previous we had problems closing some double doors that went outside and Harry was not helping then either!)


SILVER SHAVER

This dream was me in my bathroom suddenly finding a smart looking silver shaver. Even though i had just shaved (i really had in RL) i wanted to try it out and also it wouldn't do any harm to have an even closer shave. I knew it was battery operated and it had just minutes before got a new pair, so when i switched it on it went like a dream (no pun!) and i felt nice on my face.


LUCID DREAM (KIND OF)

I am at walking round a curved tall stone wall. Even though it is dry there is a large wet patch beside this wall at a particular place. I am hoping while i walk across this that nothing bad happens to me, when a wet sponge is dropped on my head. I turn and looking upwards i see a young lad (13-14) peering over the wall at the top with a smirl across his face.
I scream and yell and attempt to throw the sponge back at him, sadly i am too weak and it gets nowhere near.
Cut to me in a place that i know is inside this wall which is a maze of levels and metal walkways. There are lots of people and for once i feel in control.
I throw some strawberry cream at one man some distance away and i am thinking how great it is that i can get anyone from anywhere how i like.
I spot someone nearer to me and throw a fork at him, it just brushes past his face and i'm disappointed. I turn to a man (Bob Hoskins) and ask him for the exact same fork that i threw at the man.
He reaches into his pocket and with my minds eye change the object he has into the very same fork. All the time this was going on i could feel myself squeezing hard bit like Hiro in 'Heroes' for the fork to change. As he is handing it too me i think 'wow look at the control i have' then 'i'm dreaming'
Things fade quickly and go black, i stay for me quite calm and tell myself to rub my hands to stablise the dream. I do so but this has no effect and i find myself lying in bed.


STRANGE PROTEST AND ANNOYING GIRL

Me in a large room. Lots of people my age for some reason seem to be in it. On the walls there are huge bookcases holding lots and lots of large red books. They are ledgers that list details of births, marriages and deaths by year. I want to get a couple but a man has appeared and holds up a similar book with 1908 written on it in large numbers. He won't let me or anyone else get a book. I seem to know that the man is protesting about people from that year and/or period, something along the lines that they are forgotten or mistreated.
I go to find manager or person in charge and let him know about the man. He tells me that i ought to see it when there are several dozen of these people protesting. I try and picture this scene. I ask him if i can get the books because they are public and a protest by a lone man should not let me be stopped from looking at them. He agrees and somehow gets the two books i wanted and then offers to help with my research if i want. There is more words wise to this converstation but just can't remember.

I am now over on the other side of the room where there are lots of computers, this also seems to be where most of the people are. I am just browsing stuff on the internet but am very annoyed by one girl who is a real loud mouth. She is going on and on bragging about how she went to court and got off pretty much scott free even through she had loads of driving, drinking and drug offences. She says it is to do with having so much experience of being in court that she can get her way out of any charges.
Someone mentions an event (sure it was the Spanish Grand Prix) and she is like 'my kind of place! drugs and acheol, we must go!'
I lose it and standing up i shout:
'why don't you just become a lawyer, you seem to think you are one!'
Nobody takes any notice and i go back to my computer.
Suddenly i poo myself because i have forgot my maths homework that i've had all summer to do. Its lunchtime and the computer clock says 1305 and my maths class is 1355. I grab my bag on the floor and rip it open, pull out my maths books and come across four identical rulers for some reason.
Can't question this too much as i have tons of work to get through.
Looking at my maths books i see they are from my maths classes in 2004 which in RL was the last time i did maths. I question how i could have maths as this was years ago - this thought seemingly wakes me up.


BROKEN DOWN CAR

Confusing little dream. We have stopped and there are two cars transporting quite a few of my family and relatives. Must be too many people for one car. Anyhow one has broken down (not the one i am in)
Strangly the good car is set to leave and we are just discussing who should swap and stay with the car till a recovery truck can arrive. I want to offer my place to someone so i can stay with the car, my thinking is that it is very cold outside and i would be better suited to this then other people in broken down car. My grandmother says something about 42.

FA

I sit up in my bed and look at the clock and it says 2:35, i am confused as the last time i saw it before i went to sleep was 2:22 and it seems alot longer then that. I am right as in RL i did see the clock at 2:22 and i haven't woke up from then on, the only reason its 2:35 is because i'm dreaming it. When i question the time the clock changes to 2:45 and with the blink on an eye 2:55. Before i can tell myself that i'm dreaming i wake up.
I had another less weird FA before this earlier on in my sleeping and that was just me getting dressed.

ALMOST DEILD

I think thats how you spell it. This cool technique i was looking at the other night on DV and i had it in my mind when i keep waking up this afternoon. Then finally i was able to fade out of a dream and stay completely still with my eyes closed. Within seconds i could feel myself falling asleep. I was very strange, like i could feel myself being pulled somewhere else.
I tried to move my body once over and couldn't but i stayed with it. Still only blackness but now i felt numb and very light and a feeling of going through the mattress. At this point i think i forced myself to wake up. Not 100% sure, may have even just come out of it.

OK you know how it is, you spend all your time thinking about dreaming and more to the point lucid dreaming and you can't buy a LD. Then you give up on account of somethings in RL taking prioity and after a couple of weeks of doing sod all about dreams (not even writing them down) you have two lucid moments in two days!


LUCID MOMENT NO.1


Let me explain, i was in RL sleeping in taking advantage of the house being empty. I was waiting for people to come back who i was then going out with. So i was awake and then asleep and this over and over. Had some small dreams and then i had a DILD/FA. In RL i had just fallen asleep with my head on the pillows, lying on my back with my feet at the bottom of the bed.
Now this dream was me standing next to my bed playing a computer game on my TV. My TV was on top of the tall narrow draws by my bed which is way too small for my TV in RL, anyway i was playing this game and having much fun killing people when i thought how cool it was that i was controlling all this mayhem, i went then for it big time and i squeezed really hard and the TV screen went white and i was like 'wow look at me doing that!'
Then it cuts straight to the FA part, i am now in my bed but i am the other way round to RL. ie my feet are on the pillows and my head is at the bottom of the bed. I think this is a little funny but just think i have moved alot in bed, i begin to question this more but hear a knock at the door and assume that i really am awake and thats it people back to get me up.
Then i really do wake up to still empty house and my head on the pillow again.


LUCID MOMENT NO.2

I am having a poor sleep because of lots of noise from people and dogs in the house, then finally after what seems an age of being awake the house is quiet and i start thinking about dreaming and lucid dreaming. I quickly fall asleep and start dreaming, this is quite a long structed non-lucid dream for me. Involved moving house and going to live in a tiny house in Leeds!
This led straight to me walking with my mates to SCHOOL This somehow ends in me walking down a corridor and seeing ahead of me two men in costumes attacking people. One of these costumes is a fuzzy bright blue bear - like something of the muppets!
I am angr because everyone was just standing back watching this happen, i decide to act and rush over and grab the blue bear costume. It limps to the ground and i end up picking up an empty costume of the floor and a man tells me they have slipped out of the costumes and run off.
I look and see them in the distance down the corridor and i give chase. I find it hard to run but eventully make it round the corner. Like i said i'm back at SCHOOL and i regoinze this place. I can't see them when i round the corner but spot a door that is closing and say aloud 'aha!'
I run for the door and in an effect to make them closer i while running to the door try and visulise them right behind the door.
At this point i question it all and realise i'm dreaming, now i am out the door. They are gone but i don't care because i'm amazed at how i'm in a dream!
Suddenly i'm flying real high, almost at the top of the three storey school, i want to come down so i can find someone.
First though i fly round the corner and tell myself that they will be there when i get round. They are not so i start to call out their name, i think that this wakes me up because it felt so real, like i was calling their name out in RL.


Am i on page 4?

Heres the score: Have a Lucid dream before Lent is over, thus you have 40 days and more importantly 40 nights.

You know the rules, RED is a normal dream, Blue is a Lucid dream and Green is something or someone who occurs alot in my dreams and thus is a sign that I am dreaming.


CHINESE BULLET TRAIN

Me, my mother and my sister standing on a platform, somehow I know that I am in China. Train arrives and looks like an early Japanesse Bullet train. The livery is white with a light brown stripe across the side) As it comes to a stop I want to go up front and look at the engine but its too far to go before the train sets off again and we have quite a few bags to get on the train.
I help get these bags on the train in just enough time as we are off as I take the last bag on. My mother and sister go ahead down the carriage and look for any free seats. They can't find any it seems and when I look back, next to me there is a young Chinese lady who by her uniform appears to be a stewardess of some kind. She is pouring a cup of tea (real pot and real china!) - She looks at me and says something in what I can only guess is Chinese, I say 'sorry' and then 'English' - She smiles and points to small electronic box in the top corner of the carriage. I move over to it and underneath the Chinese letters and numbers in English I make out this is an electronic seat display thingie, which will tell you which seats are free and which are taken. She explains while I look at it, that they are a bit slow and its takes a minute or so after leaving a station for it to update itself. This would be because people getting off and seats becoming free and vis-versa.
The numbers on the box then change and my mother and sister signal over for me to come over so I thank the stewardess and go over we sit in three empty seats with a small table.

SIMPSONS COMPUTER GAME

I am Bart's character and am having trouble getting past a really tough bit on some kind of obstacle course level. I try for ages but am stuck till another player/character (Homer?) shows me how to get through. I'm annoyed at how I didn't think to go that way.

NAKED IRON BEAM FALL

I'm up very high (100ft at least) on a iron beam that is swinging there suspended by ropes. I'm naked and appear to be bleeding alot, although this doesn't hurt. I beileve someone is down below wanting to hurt me. I don't want to risk falling but need to get away so I tell myself that I can either die up here (no doubt from blood loss) or I risk it and jump down. I seem to feel I will be shot if I go down. I appear not to be bothered that the fall alone will kill me. I jump and not only survive fall but am not shot or even see anyone around.
Above was no doubt dreamt because last thing before falling asleep I was reading Sharpe's Prey and in it Sharpe had to escape from a locked room which had no windows. He did it by going naked up the chimney and got very cut doing it.

SIMPSON'S PICTURES AND ROOM SEARCHING

This could well be seconds after the last dream. It felt like a different dream, not to mention I was somewhere else, fully clothed and no longer running scared from a possible gun toting thug. Only this dream also has elements of the Sharpe novel from last night. I am searching from room to room in a big house for someone I have to rescue. Either before I search or distracting me from it I take out some self-drawn pictures of The Simpson's - They are of different quality, some are poor and some to my surprise are very good to say I can't draw. One of Marge I remember was very well drawn.

ME WITH LONG HAIR

Thankfully very short dream in which I am looking in the mirror and I have very long hair, like a girls! - Must get my hair cut!, thankfully ain't that bad yet.

I wake up and write the above down and heres what i dreamt when i fell asleep again...

TWO ON A BEACH AND TV PROGRAMME

This dream seemed very clear and quite long at the time but upon waking it just won't come back to me in all its glory. I have two stills of the dream in my head and a couple of thoughts.
Two was on a TV programme taking to a female presenter, on a bed? and I thought it was odd it was on there.
This might well have something to do with what I was thinking between recording the above dreams and falling back to sleep - which was Snog,Marry, Avoid? from BBC3
Next two was on a beach and I was thinking that was more like it and I was much happier now two wasn't on that TV programme.

HARRY MAKING NOISE IN KITCHEN, ITS VERY LATE

This dream is much more clearer to me. Only came to me long after I had got up and for a while I had to think if it had actully happened or not.
I was in kitchen with Harry the dog and he was making alot of noise and would not get on his bed. I was telling him to shut up and go to sleep. I was scared he would wake everyone. I thought he wants to go into the front roon and play, it crossed my mind because it would tire in out and its further away then the kitchen to where people are sleeping. I decided against it because I reckoned he'd be more noisy in the front room in his mad playing.

306 MOVING AND THE STRANGE DEAD END

I am driving my 306 (must have been a dream then!) and I reach a dead end right in the middle of a main road. Lots of people are there and so is my sister and we are all puzzled as to why cars keep appearing from this dead end. I question it but come to the conclusion that is just like in computer games, when if you leave an area, things vanish or re-appear. I still can't figure out why this would be the case in the real world. SHOULD HAVE FIGURED I WAS DREAMING!
I don't and the dream continues somewhere else in a house I don't know in real life. I think my mother was there and I know I watched someone on TV for a short while and there may have been something to do with a pair of pants (blue?) - I think I was going somewhere when the dream ended.

ESCAPING TO SWITZERLAND OVER THE MOUNTAINS

This final dream had me escaping from what only could be the Nazi's.
I am like the title says, trying to get to Switzerland over the mountains. After an age climbing, the path starts going down but it gets narrower and narrower. The rocks are sticking up everywhere and i'm finding it hard going. Very brown surface where earlier was green. I comment on it not being like this in the 'Sound of Music' and then tell myself that they were using artisic license when they made the film.
Now path is almost virtical and I can't stop so I lie back and slide down letting gravity take me to Switzerland. Loose rocks are falling with me and I want to reach the bottom and look beyond my feet to see how far it is. Much to my horror I appear to be thousands of feet in the air, the fields below look like they would from an aeroplane, a tiny patchwork of squares. Most of the fields are blue in colour. I like this sight and think it pretty. I am worried I might lose contact with the mountain and fall to my death (as if i'm not already!) so I tell myself to stay calm and that I certainly don't want to go back or be caught.

Here endeth the night's dreams

Roll up, Roll up for the past two night's dream's.

VOMITING ON STEPS

First may I make it clear that it wasn't me who was vomiting nor unfortunatly was it the band mercifully no longer together upon which was vomit projected.
All I can recall was someone vomiting a huge amount of clear looking sick, down a flight of stone steps which lead upto a big door of some grand looking building.

MOTHER WITH 80'S PERM

This felt as if it took place around the other side of the above building. My mother came over and hugged me and said 'Did you miss me?' - she sported a 1980's perm and was dressed in a black 1980's looking dress, the shoulder pads gave that away. I do believe my mother did have such a hairdo back then.

BANGLADISHI CASH

I'm on a PLANE which has just landed and as we are going down the ailse to get of someone says to a man behind me that the money he has in his hand is now worthless 'Haven't you heard about the rate?'
For some reason (man with money might have said it) I know the bundle of cash he is holding are Bangladishi notes (whatever they are? - some kind of Rupee?) they are green in colour and he has alot it would seem.
Again how I know is beyond me, maybe i'm just guessing but I know the money is all he has brought and he was going to use it to get around on his trip - once he had converted to whatever country we were now in that is.
He now goes to a machine next to me and this appears to be a ATM for cheques, that is you draw out cheques not money. He presses the buttons and out pops a cheque.
The cheque ATM was something I thought about in real life just a couple of days ago.

YOU READ IT FIRST HERE - BOUNCING GRENADES

I've just had a thought that I may be letting everyone else in on a genius of an idea but what the hell, it was only a dream.
I was sorting some boxes that seemed to have their various contents all mixed up. I'm one of them there were some grenades, however these grenades were soft - i.e you could sqeeze them.
I accidently dropped two off the table and they bounced off the ground at my feet. I was mightly relieved they didn't go off and first thought to myself ' I could have hurt my legs then' and then upon further reflection I thought 'No you could have killed yourself then!'

REBUILDING OF BURNT OUT ROOM

More to this dream I feel then I can remember. I was walking around a room and looking at what had been done so far and knew that this room had been totally gutted by fire. I was admiring how well it was looking and thinking about how good it will look when its finished.

Now the second night...

OH JIMMY HILL WHY WON'T YOU LET ME GO HOME, SHARPE'S ON!

This dream starts with me walking around at the side of the road, next to the turnoff for Dornie. Dornie in real life is about 10-12 miles from where I live. I think I had got there some other way then walking but for some reason I know not what, I am forced to walk home. This will take a long time but I have no choice, I set off along the bridge and look at my watch, its 10:57 - It was daylight but I seem to think in the dream that its 22:57. I curse because I want to watch a new Sharpe episode thats on at 23:05. Eight minutes! I have no chance, I be pushing it in the car to make it and here I am facing a walk thats going to take hours.
Yet in the dream I don't seem to get it, because I set off with a fast walking pace and keep asking myself if I can make it. Just then a car pulls up and two men I don't know but who I think are celebrites point to another car behind them that has also pulled up at the side of the road (still on the bridge, I hasten to add dear reader) The first car is black, the second car is a red sports car. The two men in the first car say 'This is Jimmy Hill' and the man in the red sports car reaching out and shake's my hand. It was indeed Jimmy Hill (for those of you asking Jimmy who? - He is a footballer turned pundit)
Pleased though I am to see Jimmy Hill, I can ill afford this stop and I really want to get on and get home to see Sharpe. CUT...

NB. Why didn't I just ask Jimmy Hill for a lift home, I would have made it then for Sharpe.

The next thing I recall was me walking through what looked like a part of the playground from my school days. I thought in the dream however that this was part of the route home from Dornie. I check my walk when I see standing next to the path is a gang of people. I fear what they will do but decide to hell with it because I need to get home to see Sharpe. So I start running, first to get past them as quick as possible and second to speed up my time in getting home.

This is the last clear thing I recall, once round the corner I seem to forget what I was doing, i'm in a building and my sister is there. I'm interested in what she is doing, can't remember what now.


INDIAN RUGBY AND A SCARY CREATURE

Watching some Indian men play rugby. Pitch is more like brown dirt then lush green grass but it is India, very hot you know.
I am annoyed with how long a lineout is taking and then moan when the man finally takes it that he threw the ball to this giant of a man who is wearing a turbin (could have been a Jetti) . I moan not becuase it was wrong choice, on the contray but because he took so ruddy long about it, when it was the obvious choice all along.

I am taken from here and appear somewhere else. There is a strange looking creature. I cannot even discribe it, like nothing I have ever seen. It had four legs and a pale coat of fur and I did not like me. I kept attacking me and I could not escape. At one point my bedroom door appeared and I tried to slam the door on it but it still got in and kept up its attack.

GLORIOUS SINKS[/COLOR]

Brief dream about a long row of various sinks. Oh the magical dream's I have!

Contain yourself dear reader, you will have to wait for the next thrilling chapter - let us hope for more sink dream's!

Alas dear reader, no sink dream's! - please, those of you who came for sink's you are free to leave now but rest assured that I will increase my efforts to have more sink's in my dream's.

Anyhow this load of none sink related rubbish was produced by my brain last time out:

SHOULD I BUY A HAT?

I'm in a shop but there is more to this dream concerning what went on outside of shop but nothing I can make sense of.
I am looking at hats, some flatcap's in blue and white. I see some stairs to an upper floor, check not sure whether i'm allowed up there. I see a sign by the stairs pointing upwards telling me that there is a children's section upstairs. I decide I don't need to go up.

COAL TRAIN AND A MAP

A preserved railway up here, I am there and for some reason they have a visiting Class 20 and some coal wagon's. I don't at first believe that they have brought a real Class 20. Train head's into a dark tunnel (what other kind of tunnel can there be?) CUT
This next bit is like the Family Guy episode when Stewie and Brian steal the hot-air ballon and they look down and below them is a map - 'Oh I didn't know it really looked like that'
We start in Belgium and it pans up through England and once through Glasgow it head's North East towards Aberdeen. My mother says 'Oh sorry, so use to going via Aberdeen when coming up on the train'
Then it changes course and head West.

BALDY

In house looking back at train from dream above. My Grandmother and father are sat on armchair's and I sit between them on the floor. Grandmother tells me that Grandfather once had longer hair and even though I no actul picture, I form one in my mind of him but the picture looks old, as if its from 17th or 18th Century.
Continuing on the subject of hair, my father then comments that he once when he was at school had no hair. I am amazed this and try to picture it, he then says another boy (his friend I guess) had no hair and it was the another boy's idea.

CRAZY DRIVER

There is a small hatchback green car driving mental. Police are trying to stop it but the driver keep's ramming parked cars. He stops and then reverse's into a stationary red Citoen hatchback. Young man in red Citoen looks shocked at what just happened. I seem to glance away and spin around to see green car is on its side after ramming another car. Police get driver out, it is a young man, he is complete calm has short black hair and is autistic. I think theres no chance he will be punished because of this and don't think this can used as an excuse. Terrible thing is in RL autistic or not the swine would never be punished such is liberalism that pevails in this country.

MOANING PASSENGERS AND FAST PENDO'S

I am sat in the carriage of a TRAIN at Preston station (Platform 4 by the looks of things) Someone starts moaning that not all trains are direct and some go via Manchester or Birmingham even if going to such places means diverting quite some distance and thus making the journey much longer. I'm not some train companies biggest fan but I think this person is being a little harsh and say to myself 'that's CrossCountry for you, just avoid them trains and get a West Coast service'
Then a man shouts out that the services to Newcastle are terrible, lots of other people agree and all concur that services are rubbish.
I think on this more general point they are right and turn to look of window and see a Pendo arriving. It stops and I strain to see number which looks to be 390057. I tell myself I hope my eyesight is alright and it really is a 7 and not a 1, or else in writing a 7 and it actully being a 1, I will have missed the chance to cross off my last Pendolino.
I say to myself that all companies care about these days are London trains. Probably thought this because of the other passengers compliants and the fact that the train I was looking at 390057 is indeed heading for London.
I seem to take no notice of the type of train I am actully on. Suddenly we are away and now know thanks to a external shot of our departure, that we are also on a Pendolino. It accelarates faster then any Pendo i've ever known, or any train at all for that matter.
I think to myself that if its better services or this speed, then the speed wins!
As we go along I see many trains, most i'm unable to get number of. One I did get was 08707 in EWS red and gold livery. I then see person oppersite me across the ailse is also taking down numbers and I try not to spotted (excuse the pun!) doing the same.

MOBILE PHONE NUMBER

I'm at my old house at HC and a man is demanding I give him piece of paper with my sister's mobile phone number on it. Its one of those coloured post-it notes, in this case orange. I don't want to give it to him but I give in and hand it over. Cut to exactly the same point and I am trying to explain to my other sister and T why I gave this man the piece of paper. Its something to do with me going upto Lancaster with a key I took from my sister and using it to get something from T's house.

TIME TEAM

I appear to be a member of Time Team and am digging with other people. Rather then it being the usual mud, we are digging through pebbles. I find a piece of brick underneath some of these pebbles and shot for people to come over and look. I guess and people agree (Mick?) that is from a brick-built moat/canal that ran round a building and this was what we were looking for amongest other things on this dig. I ask if there will be anymore brick and someone (Tony?) tells me to stop as we are out of time. I don't want to and quickly dig for more. A man throws me a gold coin and for a second I think he's just found it in the ground but he tells me it is his best find and is from a site he dug years ago. I marvel at it and then toss it back in his direction, another man sat beside him picks it up from his lap and the owner looks a little worried and quickly asks for it back.

PRETTY PAINTING AND DAVID BECKHAM QUESTIONING SOCIETY

In what I think is Benedictine Monestry (watching 'Around The World In 80 Faiths' last night and Peter visited such a place in Italy) I am looking at a large painting of the London skyline. It seems the monks started painting it centuries ago and in the middle is a really old church. They have then added buildings to it as they were erected. The Girkin and Canary Wharf are there.
I think this is clever and logical. CUT

I'm in the same building and David Beckham is sitting with another man in this area set up with rows and rows of chairs. The other man is American. Beckham says to this man 'Must everybody look like what they are?'
adding 'Because i'm a footballer, must I look like one?'
American man responds but I am too busy thinking that Beckham's accent will seem funny and strange to the man and so miss what he had to say in reply.


THE END

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