Down by the River

I am standing outside an enclosure. A tall man in a black suit comes over to let us in. There is an old man with me. He is in this buggy thing that has a clear waterproof roof. They chat for a bit. This man in a black suit looks very pleased with himself.

I am by a beautiful river. It reminds me of one of the few memories I have of my granddad. When we visit this very pretty village and sit by a river watching people fishing. In my dream there is a large park by the river with beautiful flower beds. My sisters C. and L. are there. My dad is there with two children.

The toilets are in this small square building made mostly with large dark beams and old brick work. There is a large queue. They are waiting for the caretaker to unlock them. Somehow I manage to jump the queue. I am with a girl, a friend, she has dark straight hair, she seems quite excited and very happy, she keeps smiling at me. Now I see that people have come here to get changed, there is some sort of talent contest going on.

I am at a market, I have my own stall. Fran is there from Tamworth, she is trying to help me to find things to sell. We see a pile of stuff beneath the woman’s stall and go through it. I find a couple of nice tiles and there is also some knitted stuff.

I have played the lottery and think I have won. It’s a game where you chose letters rather than numbers. But I have only scribbled my letters down, there is a rule on the back of my ticket that says you have to prove you chose the numbers by putting them down on a spreadsheet. (Sounds a bit like the job centre!) My sister C. is checking them for me. I point to this rule and ask her if there is anyway round it considering I am autistic, she shakes her head. I think I have only won £10 anyway. She is in a bad mood with me, although she’s trying to act as if she isn’t.

While I am talking to sister C. and bird on the river swims over to us. It looks like a puppet off Sesame Street rather than a real bird. My sister L., who is standing near by listening to me and sister C. (she is in flower bed, it looks as if she is gardening) tells me it is a stork. I think this is relevant because storks bring babies. Sister C. runs off to go and meet the bird, the bird swims off down the river to where she is going.

I am in the cabin again. There is a ginger cat there. I am stroking it. At one point it runs off. Sister L. has a go at me telling me I shouldn’t have been stroking it and that I’m no good with animals.

My dad is standing with a pushchair and two children. One has dark hair, she is sitting in the pushchair, she is eating something. She screams very loudly when a fly lands on her. I think she is being very melodramatic. My dad ignores her. I am sitting down close to them. My dad shows me an advert in a paper. It is a German man offering to calculate people’s tax for them.

There are lots of strange sculptures in the gardens. They are very smooth all over and carved from a very hard black rock. They look a bit like the alien thing off The Day the Earth Stood Still. They are stood in the flower beds.

A New Room, A New Job

I am in a house. I think it might be my dad’s house. There are many large bedrooms. One is occupied by an elderly couple. I don’t like the old man much. He is very grumpy and difficult. They have been watching a film, it wasn’t a horror film but it was bit scary. Although they only watched the film, when they are telling me about they look as if they were actually in it. They are climbing this giant construction, it is metal and it is only a frame, they are in harnesses. The construction hangs out over water. It moves from time to time. They have got to the top of it, but now there is nowhere to go, I think I join them at this point. At the top we can see the construction is nailed to a piece of wood. I don’t understand where we are supposed to go next.

While they are telling me this story I am sitting on the floor stroking a cat. It looks like my old bedroom in Hints. The cat squeals and I look down and see it has scratches on it’s face and body, it looks as if it has been fighting. It looks like a baby version of Blackadder, my dad’s cat.

The old couple have vacated their room. It is very large, the curtains are drawn. It looks as if someone has been inside and tidied it up. I’m happy that I will be able to take this room now.

First though I have work to do. I am back in accountancy. There are several of us starting at the same time. It feels like most of the people who were there before have gone and we are there to clear up the mess. I see one guy standing in front of a huge stack of papers. He smiles at me and seems quite friendly. I am still training though. The job is closely associated with where I am staying.