I dreamt I was in uni accommodation at Keele again. Russel Crowe drove by in a dinky red car that had definitely seen better days as I’m walking down three mile lane (which suddenly has a T junction and a wall at the corner in Cotswold stone). I lean against the wall watching the world go past. Another celebrity (and I can’t remember who it was! (Richard Armitage? Gerard Butler? one of the two I think) was out waking their spaniel and a black Labrador (I’ve always wanted a spaniel). The dogs were very friendly and we get talking. Sadly I don’t remember that either.
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4/2/13
I dream of sunken and buried walls being revealed in a buff/pink clay that is drying so that they are becoming more prominent. I think it’s an archaeology dig, but it could be a garden feature.
The dream shifted then, and I remember being in a café at university. There are people, but I don’t really remember it.
11/10/12
Last night I had a slightly unusual dream. I was sitting in this room. It might have been a classroom. My boss Roger was there, and Jamie Pringle, who was one of my university lecturers. Jamie was discoursing on the damage cars can suffer when they crash or are otherwise badly damaged (or utterly totalled) and is demonstrating how they shatter and disintegrate with very cool, detailed model cars (they are about the length of a person’s forearm, and each piece has been machined to break apart realistically, and then be put back together after (a bit of an epic jigsaw puzzle in 3D I suspect). Roger and I are talking about a lot of different things, while listening to the discourse, and watching the destruction. There is also a TV on in the background and we are watching that too. It’s all about somewhere in the arctic, where there are trucks on ice roads over lakes. The ice is melting, and a truck is lost in the water. There were metal poles that marked the way, but it strayed off the path, and in sinking, broke the ice road
17/7/12
I had a great dream last night. In it I went back to university to be a student. There was a lot of walking around, bumping into freshers, finding my dorm (it looked like a very swish hotel room for six to ten women). Then there was more wandering around campus. There was this area which appeared to have paradoxical stairs, certainly when I took one route to avoid them, because of several female teachers touting their courses it brought me straight back to them. I walked towards the sports pitch (over some stone bleachers) and sat on the grass with some friends watching a game of football. One of my friends in the dream walks up in a gorgeous Olympics inspired dress. It had the Chinese high collar and was very fitted like Chinese dresses seem to be,. It was silver and grey with blue piping and Olympic rings obscuring the 2012 symbol on her right shoulder. It didn’t have arms to it. It was a really vivid dream but it gets more fuzzy after this. I remember some talk about killing someone (probably related to last night’s roleplay where Melly flew off the handle aty hearing Eli had been executed by Ophelia). Whatever the dream was, it left me feeling good when I woke up, and it was sunny too. A good start to the day.
4/9/10
I had quite a vivid dream last night though I think there was more than one, given that one has fantasy beings in and the other dinosaurs. It started with me walking somewhere. I slip to the side of the road – it’s icy and at an angle – I see or find a queens head shilling which is important for some reason I can’t fathom – There are ice and fire people after me for this shilling (it must have had some special power or something. It’s all very Narnia-esque. I get rescued and end up being protected by another group of people. We end up in a minibus and have to sleep in a lay by because of the nasty begins. Only the fire beings have found us. I don’t remember any of the dream after this it moved on to the next one.
I am at work trying to get processing of the triaxial permeability tests right ( I was struggling a little with them yesterday). Then I ended up in a hospital where I had to do a test of sorts on a computer with a nurse as monitor, Then a friend had to do the test, and she wasn’t taking it well. I /really/ wanted to do the test for her. It was like she was paralysed the moment she sat in front of the screen. The nurse/monitor keeps telling me I need to let her do it herself, and I know this, but I have to point her in the right direction. Then once she has started I leave the room and I sit in a lounge for a bit. The seats are really comfy and in funky bright colours. There’s a big window (pretty much floor to ceiling) looking out onto a garden. I meet Ian Stimpson from uni there. He invites me on a field trip. I think it’s supposed to be in the Lake District. Me and friend doing the test go. We head into the mountains, there’s big brick buildings to one side of the track (hugging and in some cases digging back into the mountain. We drive into the valley via minibus I got a bit concerned about Stimmos driving he was going round corners at a speed at which we could easily have careened off. It’s a huge, steep valley, with lots of twisty roads, we are walking (though even that has risks) and we head down on the way walking back.
When we get to the bottom of the hill there are duck like dinosaurs that aren’t dinosaurs according to Stimmo. And the mountains are in spring bloom – loads of bluebells – I take photos – and yellow flowers. There is a small pond at which the duck billed dino’s are drinking. It’s all very picturesque. We get the Minibus home again (it seems to be following the route home from work even though Wallingford is nowhere near any mountains. The weather is very changeable – snow, rain wind, all in patches. I point it out to one of my companions. When I get home and need to nip to the loo – it looks like grandma’s.
There was also a bit where I dreamed I had to finish the painting I am doing because Kath’s sister was getting married that weekend and Kath wanted to give it to her as a gift….though I am fairly certain that in RL Kath’s sister is in fact already married…
I dreamt a lot of random fragments last night. I don’t remember much apart from the bit where I was back at Keele Uni with my fiends from the archery club. We had just finished a shoot. I saw Esther and Ed and asked them for their phone number because I didin’t have it. I don’t remember what happened after that.
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