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Showing posts with label chicken. Show all posts
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Wednesday, 8 June 2011

Tents and talking chickens...

I arrived in a hotel with two others (not sure who) and as we booked in, the lady that ran it told us that there was a ball that night and that all guests had to go, but not to worry because the hotel provided outfits.

She handed out two beautiful dresses to the two others - they put them on and looked stunning and glamorous.  She looked at me and frowned and said she was sorry but she only had one dress that would fit me.  She handed me something that looked like a faded green tent.

I put it on.  The design was, that there was a bit that your bust was meant to be in with a seam and gathered underneath.  This seam was meant to be under the bust.

On me, the whole thing was tight around my bust and the seam was on top of, not under, my bust - it was clearly way too small.  From the seam, the gathered material was quite thick and stiff so it didn't even hang down but stuck outwards making me look like a cross between a human tent, a christmas tree and some sort of fabric based weapon.

It is fair to say that I looked truly hideous but the lady who ran the hotel and the two people with me said it looked fine.  I could see that it didn't and I felt miserable and upset but accepting that I would have to wear it.

We all went for a walk (thankfully without the dresses) and as we were passing some shops I saw some youths sitting in my car (my mini).  I rushed over to them and started shouting and asking how they had my car but they just laughed at me so I pulled them out of the car by their hair and started to get quite violent.

I asked how they had it and they showed me that they had copies of all my keys (except theirs were gold).  I said I had only just left it in a secure hotel car park and did they work for the hotel, but a girl said that they had taken it from my home and that they'd had it a month.

I was very confused and felt very upset but took the keys and my car and went back to the hotel.

The ball had started and I knew I had to wear the dress which by now had changed colour and looked like an off white stained plastic sheet.

As I walked around I felt the most intense burning feeling of shame and embarrassment.  I wanted to disappear or become invisible and I made my way to a balcony.  There was an old man sat out there smoking.  He looked me up and down and raised his eyebrows at my dress.  I shrugged at him and he nodded.  I felt comfortable so I sat next to him and didn't speak but started humming.  He was tapping his foot in time to my humming and I put my head on his shoulder and started to cry and cry.

I suddenly decided to climb over the balcony which I did with great ease despite wearing a marquee!  Once on the ground I ran towards some woods and I discovered that I could run faster and easier than I ever would have thought possible so I ran faster and faster and seemed to be able to go miles without any problem.

I ended up abroad on a mountain range and I used the dress to camp in, thinking it had turned out to be OK in the end after all.  The tent was huge and had various mod-cons in it and also there were talking chickens living  in it.  I decided the chickens were wise and that I should stay there.


PS - Sorry I failed to make it an interesting dream yet again!

Thursday, 26 May 2011

Think before you buy!

I was in a shop in Cardiff that used to be a big department store (David Morgan). It was sad looking now. Mostly empty, with old discarded rails and broken shop dummies lying around. Everything was tatty, faded and dusty. 

In one part of the shop however, a family had set themselves up selling furniture and I was there looking around. I chose a purple three piece suite and I could tell they were delighted to make the sale.  

I somehow managed to get the furniture into a van and drive it home. When I got home I went into a house that in the dream I knew was my home but in reality it was nothing like it. 

I realised as soon as I went in that I already had a three piece suite and furthermore, purple clashed horribly with the decor of the room. 

There were lots of people living in the house I think they were all family. No one else seemed too bothered but when I realised how stupid I'd been I became inconsolable and was sobbing and apologising and chastising myself. 

My husband tried to comfort me and said the colours were fine and that we'd find room but I wanted to take them back. First of all I wanted someone else to sort it out but then I decided I had to do it. I was dreading it. 

I went back and explained. There were about 3 or 4 men there and they were fine about it. Somehow my old suite was now in their shop as part of a part exchange deal and was dismantled, so they said they'd put that back together, give me £185 part exchange and no harm done (?!)

The only woman there was giving me evil looks so I started an argument by asking what her problem was. She stormed over to me and threatened to go to the daily mail with the story of how I'd changed my mind so I was very sarcastic to her and she went away sulking. 

One of the men was hungry so I made him a bowl of cereals but he said I had strange milk and put the bowl into an airing cupboard. I noticed there was an old lady with an umbrella up in there.   

My old suite was now ready to go but I realised I didn't have transport so a friend (AMT) showed me her muscles and said she'd carry everything. All the same I rang my sister to borrow my dad's van. 

As I waited in an empty part of the shop, looking out on to open countryside, I noticed a chicken picking up engagement rings with its beak. The girl that I'd argued with was following to collect the rings. 

She saw that I'd witnessed her scam so offered me a duck with a fringe to buy my silence.