A fair jumble of random weirdosity...

I definitely dreamt about Gwyn but I went back to sleep and now all I can remember is that we were playing with Lego!

Then I was part of a film production and we were filming in Cooper's field in Cardiff. There were some fairly well known people in it and Catherine Zeta Jones was playing the part of Castell Coch (!) and spent the whole time stood on a step ladder!

I was then in a three storey house. I am not 100% sure whose house it was but I think it was Mandy & Steve's (friends I lost touch with over ten years ago). 

I'd been staying there but someone (I feel it was someone's Dad) wanted me out ASAP!

I was rushing round the house in the least efficient way possible, trying to gather all my stuff. I would only take one item from a room then rush down two floors to get something else then all the way back up etc. 

It was tiring and I had a feeling of not really making any progress. When I eventually had everything together I suddenly decided that I didn't feel right in my clothes so I stripped off and started running around the house all over again looking for something to wear. 

I somehow ended up dressed then I realised I hadn't looked in any bathrooms so my toiletries weren't packed. 

All in all it was a stupidly dragged out, disorganised departure!  

I did eventually go though and I was at a train station trying to carry all my stuff. A number of people offered to help me into various carriages but they annoyed me. I was looking for something or someone particular but couldn't see it/them so struggled in to a compartment alone. 

(Did anyone else used to love the trains with corridors and separate little compartments?  I used to love those especially if I got one to myself. Mind you I'd inevitably end up with the train weirdo sitting in with me. I'm sure he felt exactly the same)!

Aaaaanyway, back to the dream (although I'm tempted to start a new blog of train incidents.....hmmmm)! ;-)

It turned out I'd chosen the wrong compartment and there was a camel in there. For some reason we both felt embarrassed and struck up a conversation about 1980s music!

I went to find food and came back to find the camel looking very guilty and eating my luggage. I saw a sign saying 'beware of the goat' (!) and decided to complain that I hadn't seen the sign before!

The camel sniggered at me and ended up spitting on everything so I pushed him off the train!  (how cruel)!

A bit scary...

I was in hospital but not as a patient. Despite this a doctor came to look at me and concluded I was looking poorly, so wanted to do tests. As he walked off I realised he was Walter Bishop and I wished I'd taken his photo to show my friend Richard. 

I remember saying to my mother that now I came to think of it I remembered reading that he was a shy doctor in real life. 

He never returned but three other medical staff did. They agreed I looked unwell and grey but thought it was probably ok, so were trying to get me to sign something to say they'd done tests when they hadn't. 

I was happy to do this but my mother shouted at them and wouldn't let me. So they went off and told me I'd have to wait and gave me a shopping trolley wheelchair but warned me if I pressed the button to go, it would not stop and would only go forward. 

I pressed the button. 

I went whizzing off. Faster than I anticipated. It turned out the hospital was a castle on a hill with a network of paths all around it all going round and round through a scattered village around the castle. 

As I went uphill I was acutely aware of the fact that I had no real control and if it stopped going forward I'd hurtle backwards at great speed. 

I had to steer when the paths curved round and suddenly I realised I was on a collision course with a house. I drove into the door and smashed it down right into someone's kitchen. 

I drove through the house and also smashed through the front door to get out. It was red and the woman was shouting that it was bullet proof

She chased me but I was too fast and as I looked behind me I saw her gradually disappear into the distance. 

As I turned back to look forward I noticed a baby in a high chair had attached itself to me. I was alarmed that I was now a kidnapper and tried to find the route back to the hospital but by now I seemed miles away and all I could see was a river of mud that was bubbling as if it was boiling. 

I felt quite scared and then noticed the baby wasn't a baby at all but a vase of dead flowers.  I decided to jump out but by now I felt I was going 100 miles an hour so I closed my eyes and screamed. 

(then I woke up).