I really enjoyed this one!

In the first part of the dream I was wandering around trying to get a decent photo. I had learnt to fiddle correctly with my camera and had a tripod and was trying to get a photo of water looking all soft like fog :-/ or a photo of myself with this soft water coming out of my face! 

I seemed to be wandering mainly near sinks and splashing water around a lot but never succeeding. 

Then I was in a place that was a cottage hospital I think. Richard was there. He was staying there but he was in a large waiting room rather than a ward and I had no awareness of him being ill. 

We had a conversation about his father and his fondness for particular blankets which were folded up next to where Richard was sitting.  One was multicoloured and mainly dark red, the other a pale yellow colour. 

Two women arrived to take me off with them to see Richard's dad. One was his sister and one was a family friend called Angela. 

Angela was a very loud over enthusiastic woman. They couldn't wait to get me away from Richard. I picked up the two blankets one by one asking if I should bring them with me but they laughed at me for such a silly suggestion. 

As we got into a large covered car park I realised my car was in a different car park outside. They wanted me to leave it and I wasn't 100% sure it was locked so I was leaning and stretching into all-shapes trying to see it through two windows and get it to lock by pressing the key. 

In the end I could just see that it jolted and I took it to be locked. 

Angela was telling me about a wonder diet she had invented. Apparently she could lose as much as she wanted each week but had decided two to three pounds was ok. 

The indoor car park was filling up and Angela was giving out books about her diet. It was called 'one a day' and I was impressed she had a proper glossy looking hard back book!

While people were milling about waiting for Angela to give a talk on her diet I was riding my bike in a very extreme way. I was cycling fast towards people then stopping just in time and was skidding and randomly weaving my way around people. 

A few people looked a bit nervous but no one seemed to get too cross. 

The bike somehow turned into a swing but a swing without a fixed bit at the top. I could swing all over the place in all directions. 

I was really enjoying the swinging and like the cycling, I was getting very close to people and only just missing them. I swung high and fast getting between small gaps, changing angles and the length of the rope at will. 

I was totally enjoying it. It was energetic but exhilarating and a bit dangerous.  I somehow knew that no one else there would be able to have the same control of the swing or dare to go so high and so close.  

I finally let it rest when Angela started to speak about her miracle diet but sadly I woke up before I could find out what it was! :-( 

I want a swing now!! :-D

Carrots, cannibalism and chaos (or also known as WTF?)!

Oh good grief where do I start?  Surely I mustn't have had any rest at all with this lot going on in my head?

The first bit was where myself and a load of others were kept as prisoners in a grassy area, inside a castle. 

We had to live off grass and human body parts and it seemed perfectly normal to see people picking up a human arm or leg and just eating it!  I should add that the body parts were still clothed including things like wrist watches!

Then...a long haired man whispered to me that he had secretly been growing carrots. He walked up to one of the guards, whipped out a carrot and waved it in front of his face! 

It turned out that carrots were the key and we were all set free! 

So....I woke up and returned to sleep only to get this little lot...

I was in a house with 'my husband' but it wasn't actually my real husband. The sound of a Tesco delivery van beeping outside woke me up and I was annoyed because we hadn't ordered anything. 

When I woke up properly it turned out I'd been sleeping in a shopping trolley in Asda with my husband pushing me around. 

A number of bitchy women made comments about me being lazy but when I explained we slept in shifts, they apologised(?)!

I got up and drove us to my mother's house in my mini. I drove like a lunatic to get there. 

Once there, my sister was there too and we started to talk about Christmas. My mother had previously joked sarcastically (in the dream), that she wanted a Sopranos box set for Christmas so I was winding her up by pretending I had taken her comment at face value and saying I'd got it for her. 

I managed to keep a straight face so both my mother and sister believed me and in my head I was planning to wrap something the same shape. I could see my mother looked worried and my sister thought it was hysterical. 

Everyone wanted to go shopping that afternoon so I decided to drive the mini home and swap it for a bigger car (Gwyn's new car I think)!

It was a long way, but I set off and it was somewhere in the middle of Ronkswood (an area of Worcester), that I noticed I'd lost my mini and was now on a bicycle :-/

I was also lost. I turned into 'Ty Fry Gardens' but it was a dead end and it was also entirely pink. 

A horrible, rude little boy was shouting and swearing at me and kept throwing snowballs at me as I cycled away. The snowballs were softer and warmer than usual but once they hit you, they stuck. 

I suddenly panicked about the fact that I'd lost my car and decided to call in to see Richard to see if he could help. I had a large Christmas card with me, for him, but it had 40 on it in huge sparkly numbers. 

Once in his house I was overly aware of his windowsill and wanted to stand near it (!) 

Andy arrived and I panicked that I only had one card. 

I was trying to arrange with them both, three separate visits. Two to see each of them to give them their Christmas presents and one to see my family.  It was hard because my diary showed I only had Tuesdays(?)!

It didn't occur to any of us for ages that I could do it all in one visit! I also had to visit Andy in his office for some reason :-/

I left deciding to give the Christmas card to a solicitor instead (?!) so that he could help me find my car. 

I was suddenly in an office trying to explain things to a very annoying man that kept talking over me and saying that he was a barrister not a solicitor and I shouldn't get that mixed up because he was far more important and clever. 

He said I was only allowed to talk to him in bullet points of law and case law and that I had to wear his wig (which was red)!

I tried to do this, but he suddenly shouted that the snowball throwing child was him when he was younger!  He pointed to a snowball still on my back, declared it as evidence and tried to wrestle me to the floor. 

I threw my bike at him and ran away feeling really cross and worrying I was late to take my mother shopping. 

!?

Danger!

I was in a building I knew to be Cardiff City Hall but it wasn't quite like it really is. 

I had nothing on but a dressing gown so I felt vulnerable and ill prepared, but I am not sure why I was even there or what I was meant to be prepared for. 

I felt a bit bewildered. 

I saw Maureen (a former work colleague/boss that doesn't like me) but she didn't see me so I hid. 

I felt I needed to get into a particular room but she had gone in there, so I hid in the doorway until she came out. 

She did... and walked off up the corridor so I waited until she'd turned the corner then headed for the room, but as I put my hand on the door handle, I heard footsteps behind me. 

I somehow knew that Maureen had done a complete circuit of the building (this is physically impossible in such a short time) and was about to appear behind me. 

I panicked and ran off in the direction Maureen had originally gone and found myself suddenly right behind her!  I gasped and just managed to hide behind a pile of boxes as she turned round looking for the source of the noise. 

I was very aware of only having a dressing gown on the whole time and felt very annoyed it had no buttons so I had to hold it closed. 

This time, Maureen went up some stairs rather than into the room. As she walked she was talking to no one in particular about how much power she had and the size of her budget. 

I darted towards the room again and actually got in but immediately I was aware that Maureen had turned round and was coming back down the stairs. 

I looked around for somewhere to hide. There was little in the room. It was dimly lit and I had a strong sensation of time moving more slowly than usual. 

Outside it was stormy but the trees were being blown about and the clouds were moving at double the speed you'd expect. The noise of the rain didn't match with when it hit the ground. Everything felt out of sync. 

The room itself was empty apart from a long table covered in a clean white cloth. Upon it were lots of White plates, empty glasses and right in the middle, a white 77th birthday cake covered in candles and sparklers, all lit. 

At that moment Maureen walked in and saw me. She gave me a hard stare, a disgusted look up and down then blew the candles and sparklers out and left the room. 

I didn't know what to do so I opened the window and immediately got sucked out by the storm. 

The curtains were flapping outside the window and I managed to grab one but it was too smooth so I slid down it (they seemed to be about ten foot long!) and ended up on a balcony of the floor below. 

I noticed with some relief that I was now dressed and indeed even had on a hat and scarf. 

I felt I'd had a lucky escape and tried to get my thoughts together and calm down. I opened the door, walked through and fell straight into a huge pool full of sharks. 

I was now with someone else (male but other than that no idea). He kept saying the sharks weren't dangerous and wouldn't harm me, but I can't swim well either, so I wasn't remotely convinced that I was free of danger. 

The sharks were huge, black and shiny with evil looking sharp mouths.  One swam towards me and tossed me high in the air. As I hit the water again, I was worried he'd force me under the water but instead another one tossed me up into the air again. 

The man I was with was also being tossed around but managed to shout at me...'you see? They're just playing'

I didn't like being a shark's plaything much and tried to propel myself towards the edge of the pool but the shark didn't like it and pulled my scarf off me, ripping it to shreds. 

The man seemed to be enjoying himself and lots of people were gathered around laughing, cheering and clapping. 

I tried to shout that I wasn't enjoying it and wanted to come out but this seemed to add to people's amusement so I just gave up. 

Then as I was tossed up, it felt higher than usual and I kept going up and up. I noticed a huge chandelier getting closer and closer but I just kept going up. 

I panicked, screamed then just as I was about to hit it.....I woke up!