Tuesday, October 23, 2007

Well weird dream.

Well, I was dreaming that my mother had bought a house on Alresford road, but it was on a slope, so I couldn't get to sleep in it. Theliving room was on the outside, and there were only two rooms, a toilet with a folding door and a bedroom. Then, after getting refused at a party at Simon's flat on Colebrook street, I ended up in a pub in Bristol with Wes and Jodie and Jon. Wes was only drinking virtual drinks but ended up paralytic,so we had to drag him out of the place, incidentally falling over a table with Simon and his party sat at it, including Michael Burke. As we staggered through the booze mall the pub had been situated, we went past a cabaret pub where all the staff were dancing outside, so Jodie pulled us to one side to show us a shortcut through a fire escape, and when I walked through it, she slammed it behind me, and I found myself in an enclosed loading bay, looking a lot like the loading bay at the Bargate Centre, and I couldn't get out. Then the theme to The Antiques Roadshow came blaring out, and I woke up.

Just felt I ought to share that

No comments:

The usual rubbish, just a little more often. Please feel free to dig through the archives. There's some odd stuff, some utter crap, and some stuff that even worries me. But life is far too short to worry about it. Enjoy.