• Right then, this time it has gone fully weird. My dream started off in what I believe to be the oldĀ hall from my school. Desks were laid out as if exams were taking place, but all the seats were filled with random people of all ages. I was sitting next to Steve (from work) but Nick (also from work) had decided we weren’t allowed to sit together any more because we were distracting each other. The desk moving crew were called in and lifted Steve and his desk over to a new location near the back of the hall. Then some old lady dressed in a shiny green dress ran past, there was some mumbling amongst the other old ladies sitting at the desks, who then passed around a large green pad of foam and hid it under one desk leaving it sticking out a bit. The green-dress lady ran back down the aisle and tripped over the foam pad only to be caught by all the other old ladies. It then went a bit theatrical and everyone watched a performance of the ladies amputating green-dress lady’s leg (!?). Once the leg had been chopped off, the lights dimmed and the DJ (where did he come from?) announced the sexy police woman had arrived. The aforementioned police woman turned out to be Vicky wearing something not dissimilar to the costume worn by Amy Pond in Doctor Who and I was most annoyed that my dad started calling me from the bathroom to assist with a plumbing emergency. So off I toddled to my bathro0m… jump back a bit here because I was no longer in my school hall, but my house which isn’t actually my house at all. Dad was attempting to put my sink back on the wall but couldn’t hold the sink and bodge holes in the plasterboard at the same time. He bunged a screwdriver through but it made the hole too large so we’d have to fill it in and start again, but it didn’t matter by this point because it was raining and dark outside and some maniac in a Noddy car was terrorizing the cats out on the front drive. I know there was more to this dream but I can’t remember it all – I think that’ll do for the moment though. All I need now is for Joseph to get a little older so he can tell me what it means.

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