The Travelling Shop

This morning I had a dream that I was on a bike ride with my Mum and we were in the countryside and we got to a petrol station and I really needed the loo but Mum wanted to carry on - so she carried on and I told her I'd catch her up. I found somewhere to park my bike and I went into the shop. I couldn't see the toilets so I bought some tic-tacs and while the lady served me (who just happened to look exactly the same as the clarinet teacher I used to have lessons with after school) I asked her if there were any public toilets.

No there weren't. But a man sat at a table eating a meal behind me (I think it was a joint cafe/shop thing) said I should just follow the signs outside. I thought it was odd because I was in the middle of nowhere and there had been no signs. So I finished paying and left.

I walked out of the shop and couldn't see my bike. There were lots of cars about and lots of high-rise buildings. I decided to try to cross the road and look from there, but the central reservation was one of those flat ones that people can drive on at certain times of day and it was one of them times, so I had to run back to the side of the road so I didn't get hit by a car. So I was walking up the path towards the end of the road wondering where the petrol station had gone and where my bike was and how I was ever going to catch up with Mum when I woke up.

And that was when I realised I'd been in a travelling shop and it had travelled while I was in it!

May the second man win...

This morning I had a dream that my mother and father were at my house. I think we were preparing some food for a party or gathering. My Dad's parents were also there - or arrived during the dream. There were other people too but I don't remember all of them.

Then I was out with them at an outside restaurant and someone from work was sat at the head of table and I was sat at the end, round the corner from him to his left. We were sitting and talking waiting for the food to arrive and I had my right hand on my knee and he put his left hand on mine and we interlocked our fingers. Then I looked up at him and suddenly realised who it was and I got up and I RAN out of there as fast as my legs could carry me.

I ended up in a harbour or shipyard full of wooden boats and there were lots of people and I think it was a bit of a festival but you could also go on boat trips. I was meant to go on one but ended up getting off at the last minute.

Then in the crowds I met another guy from work and we chatted for longer than I've ever chatted to him before and he was really nice to me and we ended up hugging and kissing. Sadly I woke up just as that part started getting interesting though.

Foot the Ball

Those of you who know me will know I absolutely detest football. So I've no idea quite where this dream came from.

This morning I had a dream that I'd told someone (a bloke approximately my age) that I'd never been to a football match. Then later I was at my Aunty Sandra's house and she had a photo of me at a football match and I think it was a Nottingham Forest home game. In the dream I figured out what year it was and how old I would have been. I think it turned out that I was 11 and I couldn't work out how I'd managed to forget something from that age.

Well this photo ended up somehow being important and I tried to show it to the bloke but for some reason I couldn't so I had to tell him the whole story and it turned out that that photo had someone or something important to football in it. Someone at the pinnacle of their career or some such.

So he falls in love with me and I like him apart from his obsession with football but he does also like rugby so it's not all bad.

Then I'm trying to get somewhere with 2 or 3 other girls, at least one is still a child. I think we had horses to travel on. But I had to go back for some reason and I see this guy again and at first I can't get back to him because a gate is closed but he opens it and comes through to my side and we hug and then I wake up.