Jungle Journey

I am at my Dad's house. My brother and sisters are there, and C. my brother in law. I am standing outside on the patio. there is a snake wrapped around me. I am fighting with it. C is watching and trying to help at points. I keep tearing it into pieces but like a worm, it doesn't die. I manage to stuff all the pieces into the pocket of my jeans. I decide I will leave them there when I put them in the washing machine, I am hoping this will finish it off if it isn't dead.

I feel there is somekind of quiz going on, maybe like a treasure hunt. We keep moving about from place to place, and someone is keeping a record of what we do. We have somekind of a task to complete.

We are in what looks like a bit of a rough neighbour hood. My Nan and L. are there. L. is telling her that this man (I think he is a brother) did nothing wrong. He was living in a flat on benefits (this sounds suspiciously like me!). He had his girlfriend living with him (excpt I don't have a girlfriend) but he didn't inform the authorities. But they were going to let him off because it was the first itme he had done it.

We find lots of abandoned boxes near by. we go through them. I'm not sure what we're looking for, if anyting. I find a small blister on my big toe. I try to cut it off with a pair of nail scissors and it starts bleeding.

At one point I am in a river with my team. It is a very wide, big river, something like the amazon, jungle like. We need to get to certain point but we have to navigate our way through the currents.

I am at a house. I think I'm moving in. I am opening some boxes. One box has some very tiny corckery in it. (Like for a dolls house - reminds me a scene form Ab Fab when Eddie is eating a tiny meal with a tiny knife and fork). A couple of the plates look like ones my Nan gave me when I moved into my first flat. the doorbell goes. L. answers it. There is a postman holding some boxes. It is dark and raining outside. L. passes them to me. but there isn't anything useful in them. Just lots of clear plastic medicine spoons. For some reason I don't think I am the correct recipient and they were meant for someone else.