BristolUK

It was one of those dreams where I wake up but for a period believe it to be real and try to work out what to do, eventually realising I don't have to worry.

Steerpike

Oh boy, I have that feeling almost every day! But in my case, the 'problems' in the dreams are completely and utterly illogical / simplistic / pointless. I wake up with my head swirling the problem around, and then realize it's utter nonsense!

BristolUK

I occasionally have dreams where I'm back working at the award winning (one-stop-shop) advice centre I used to work at in the 90s.

Last night we were going to an away day/team building thing and we met up for a breakfast somewhere, walking to the event centre after.

When it came to leaving I saw where we had to go. Climb over a wall, drop down onto a platform - a shelf like thing over a sheer drop - with no hand rail and then walk along. It then became necessary to step across the gap onto another structure - like scaffolding with planks but only one hand rail. Further along I could see that there was a stretch where the planks were not supported by bars on both sides. They were just sticking out and I could see that they were bending with people walking on them.

I don't have a head for heights (unless on a plane or some solid safe structure) and there was no way I was going.

Probably this was Covid related. Not worth the risk for an away day.

BristolUK

I had one of my 'back at work' dreams last night.

Our DWP office was on the top floor of a two-storey building. When it was time to leave there was no lift or stairs to the exit on the ground floor, you had to go via our new sponsors' Tesco department store.

Once there the only exits I see were only accessible via checkouts, having bought something. Try as I might I couldn't find another way out. I asked staff and was directed to somewhere that strangely took me back to where I had been.

I was told it wasn't possible to leave and I insisted on speaking to a manager. Just you watch, I was thinking, the manager will know it's wrong and will let me out.

Sure enough...but...

I had to sign a receipt - like a till receipt except there was nothing to agree or not. Furthermore, there were the socks for a baby stapled to the receipt making it look as if I'd bought something.

Well I didn't want to back down as if I had bought something plus I was distrustful as to what the signature was for so I didn't sign.

I was still there when I woke up.

Kafkaesque or Tescoesque?

caretaker

Good grief Bristol stop doing that to me!

BristolUK

First Danny has a urinal in an elevator and now I staple a baby to a receipt.

Lion in Winter

Are you one of those people who gets angry with people in real life because of what they did in your dreams?

BristolUK

I don't think so. I can't think where people I know who have appeared in dreams have done anything to be angry at.

BuckinghamshireBoy

Once in a while I get music in my dreams, sometimes nothing I recognise but those tend to be some amazing rock guitar solos. Not often, but it happens.

A few nights ago I had Sham69 in, but I'm pretty sure I can pin that on Lion in Winter.

Last night's dream had me bolt upright at 4am-ish, don't remember where exactly I was, somewhere outdoors, in a forest maybe, it was getting dark, I was going home and a little voice whispered "what's the difference when you don't know the reason?" Then some raindrops, giving to some really full on bass and drums which woke me. Uncomforting.

I drifted back to sleep, but unusually for me remembered the music when I woke later.

Genesis, Trick of the Tail, Squonk, 1976.

Wtf?

BristolUK

Last week I dreamed that because I had a railway set (I don't) in my house (in the UK) I had the option of becoming part of the rail network with a station right outside my house. I would have opted in if I had free travel available, otherwise I wouldn't want the disruption.

Lion in Winter

Borstal breakout?

BuckinghamshireBoy

BristolUK

So last night I got back to my house in Bristol. A mate of mine was there which was odd as he'd not lodged there since the 90s when he moved out and married.

We were in the front room (which was also odd because I had the two rooms knocked into one shortly after he moved) and he drew my attention to some water on the walls. I looked up and the ceiling seemed okay except for flaky bits but then when I looked again I could see holes and dripping water. Through a hole I could see water on the ceiling of the room above. Aha! The roof is leaking.

Then I saw someone moving in the room up there. I went to investigate. Coming down the stairs was my friend's wife, except that it wasn't - I don't remember what she looked like but I know it wasn't the real one.

She told me we'd have to get the police in because of the old tenant up there. What tenant, I didn't have one?

She went out the front door and I followed noticing that next door had put a mobile home in the space between the houses. But there should have been no space, they were terraced houses. He had also built some structure around it and extended it to in front my house, changing the entrance. That wasn't there when i arrived.

I got my mate to look and asked if it was like that earlier. He didn't answer. Then a friend of his appeared and he was non committal too.

We went back in to what would have been the kitchen but was now a room minus the walls, with just the ceiling and corner posts. A strange and huge round bird came in.

I looked around and thought this would be quite nice in summer when it's hot, with a nice breeze blowing through and if it rained, there was still shelter.

Not wanting to get involved in a legal battle with the neighbour I started to look for the good points in the changes and wondered if I could live with them.
Then I noticed my friend had specks of paint on him. His friend too. They were in on it. They knew about the changes and had helped.

As this sunk in I suddenly remembered. I'd sold this house and didn't live there anymore so the joke was on them.

Phew.

Chatter Static

I had a dream I was a cat I was in a box and couldn't tell if I was dead or alive. So basically I learnt Schrodinger's an ass.

BuckinghamshireBoy

Just for once, I am so, so happy to have a handle on a "weird dream".

In the middle of last night, with no PC, tablet or 'phone connected, caretaker sent me some "karma" - complete with a screenshot (!) of a BBC News ticker tape along the lines of "Downing St is proud to say that over 6.5 million people have now received their first mittens".