A Teacher at Primary School

I have gone to primary school. I am sitting in a class. Some of the children are small, some of them are big. I think some have been in the class longer than others. A bit like the American School System. H. is there. I am sitting next to her but don’t notice till abut half way through the class. I turn to her and say, do I know? She says, yes. I say, are you H. And she says, yes. I want to know what she’s doing there. She tells me it is part of her job. She gets paid for endorsing peoples products by showing people she is using them herself. She recommends it to me. She says it is good money. I love her hair, it is long and dark brown, she has had it permed, but they are the tightest curls I’ve ever seen. A bit Kate Bush Like.

It is playtime and we have gone outside. She keeps texting me jokes and stuff. I think she likes me. I seem to have become a teacher or maybe I’m a consultant there. The children are very badly behaved. There is one girl who is crying because she has had an argument with her friend. I am kneeling down beside her, I say they must both come to my office and we will sort it out. The other teachers seem impressed, but I’m still worried about all the other naughty children I haven’t dealt with. P. is there as well, but we’re ignoring each other.

I am in a new home. It is right on the edge of a lake. It is very modern and newly finished inside. My sis L. has come to visit, she is trying to persuade me to go into market research, where you test people’s products for them. I don’t seem very enthusiastic. She is wearing a suit and looking very posh. I think this is a new business idea of hers. We start off in the kitchen and then walk into my lounge which looks out over the lake. There is a door leading outside onto a narrow bit of decking, then there is the lake. I open the door and a little dog rushes in. He is white with brown patches. I pick him up. I step outside, the lake looks beautiful, it is teaming with life. There are lots of ducks on the water, and swans that are black and white.

I am back at the school, but outside still. I am near what looks like an airstrip. There are cars taking off into the air. My Dad is there and my sis L. there is one that is coming back down, it looks like it is going to crash land and I think it is heading towards me, I start running. It misses me. No one is hurt, the car doesn’t look very damaged either.

I am walking back to where the children are playing. I see a tree on the grass. A girl in Victoria dress, with a very white face and red lips and dark hair is sitting on a branch. There is a tree house there. We start talking and she invites me up. When I get inside I see there is another girl there. She has red clothes. They are both getting dressed. I think they have been doing stuff together. The red haired girl leaves and the other girl comes on to me. After a bit I leave and go back to the school building. I walk into the classroom where we had been before and it is full of men playing with themselves. I walk out again. I go outside and find H..

My Mum Comes Back

Dreamt about Mum. At the beginning of the dream I arrive at this big building, there are works going on inside (bit like in the second dream). There is a robber or someone bad, dressed in black creeping about. I am trying to hide from him.

It turns out to be my parents house. I am asleep in a bedroom upstairs. It is a plain room. There are two single beds in the room, with white sheets. The furniture looks a bit seventies. It looks like a B&B room.

I can hear my Mum and Dad having an argument in the kitchen across the hall, which seems strange - having a kitchen upstairs rather than downstairs.

When I wake up my Mum is sitting up in the other bed. She doesn’t have lymphedema anymore. There is a doctor by her bed, he is explaining about her lungs, explaining how she might still have a long time. I tell her about this book I’ve been reading (The Power Is In You). And how it talks about cancer. I say it is only about two pages long and will she read it.

I hear my brother E. and my Dad having an argument in another room. My Mum gets up and leaves.

I get up a bit later. I go out onto the landing. There are some cards on the banister. I think they are condolence cards. One is addressed to W.B. my Granddad. (I think this might be their house at Bakers Lane).

I am downstairs in the front room. It looks like my parents house again. My Dad and my sisters are there, I am sitting on the sofa. My Mum comes in, in a purpley-red nightgown. She seem to be walking quite well, her legs look a bit worse. At first she sits down next to me on the sofa. Then she stands up and walks towards the armchair by the window. The others are saying she is trying to do too much. She falls over by the chair and my dad has to pick her up and put her in it.

My Dad and E. have been out somewhere. They come back. I am asleep again but in a different room. My Dad comes in to wake me up. He says Mum is at the hospital, that my aunt and uncle and cousin are already there. I tell him I have just seen Mum.

Friends the Series

I think I am in an episode of Friends. I think the girls are taking a break from being Friends and the boys are interviewing people to replace them.

They have done something to the building, moved it I think to a new block I think. I am looking at an area that has an empty block. There are buildings around it, but one square of land is empty. The ground is laminated wood effect ply. Like the inside of my flat, rather than concrete. I see Joey pushing the building into the empty square. Chandler runs up the fire escape to the top of it and pulls it into place by hanging onto the next building.

They seem to have interviewed everyone. There are two guys left over. They want these guys to a very girl job, to be secretaries, or personal assistants or housekeepers. The inside of this house still looks under construction. It looks like a warehouse inside. Joey and Chandler are sitting behind a big desk and there are lots of chairs about the place for the people they are interviewing. Rachel and Pheobe (I think I am Rachel in this dream) sit behind the desk also but a bit further back, they are not involved in the interviews, just watching.

There is some kind of competition going on between the boys and the girls. The boys are very happy and excited about the changes. It reminds me of the episode when they won the girls apartment off them. (The girls apartment is larger).

I think the boys have also been looking for new housemates. I think Joey has been kissing the girls Rachel and Pheobe. I see him falling through the air and landing on something soft on his back. He is smiling and licking his lips.

Patience is a Virtue

I am in a shop, there are queues on both sides. I go I and hand a piece of paper to a woman and join the queue on the right. It doesn’t look like a normal shop. It looks like a very large kitchen and there are workmen busy installing it still. I am worrying that I haven’t told them everything I should have on my form, or that I won’t qualify, I think I have applied for a benefit. The women look like the women at CAB. After a while someone comes out and tells me that a chopping board is still being fitted into the worktop. He’s quite tall, this man, and he has grey hair, jeans a work belt. I think he is in charge. It looks like all the people waiting are women.

I am in a car with another woman. She has dark straight shoulder length hair. It is night and we are driving through an inner city, one way system. We are listening to a piece of music. It has a really catchy tune, we keep repeating the same eight notes over and over, it goes dum, dum-dum, dum, dum, dum-dum, dum. We are nodding our heads in time. I think we are waiting or queuing to get in somewhere, we are going round a round about that looks B’ham, near Broad Street. She is driving, although I am sitting on the right side of the car, the wheel is on the left. I have dropped a piece of paper on the floor of the car by my feet.

Now I am walking through the centre of this city, it is daylight. I have a plastic carrier bag of shopping with me. It looks more like London than B’ham. It is very busy, lots of people. I see my sister L. on a camel coming towards me. We ignore each other although the camel seems interested in my shopping.