Old friends and a flying caravan!

Once again, two dreams interrupted by a period of being awake. In the first dream, I was meeting lots of people I used to work with in Worcester....years ago. 

Fairly boring I'm afraid. We were all in a pub and couldn't agree which side to sit so we split up. Richard and Penny were with me. The seats on our side were dirty and the waitress couldn't get them clean so I had to do it. 

It was dried on egg yolk so I had to really scrub it but it all came off in the end. 

Penny was pregnant and was telling us about how she couldn't go full term, as she put too much weight on and was going to have the baby via Facebook. 

After a period awake the dreams got a bit more interesting (to me anyway)!

I owned a flying caravan. It was actually pretty good!  It was spacious with separate rooms and had central heating. It also had French doors with a verandah. 

I was on my own in there, wandering about and just exploring really. I was quite excited about the facilities and remember turning the heating down (the control was in the fridge)!

I looked in all the cupboards. There was plenty of everything you could want.  The caravan had wings like a plane and I noticed I was flying too low. 

The law was, that I could only fly directly above roads and I was flying over a suburban street but the wings were almost touching people's chimneys and aerials. 

I pressed a button to make it go higher and I screwed my eyes up in fear/expectation as I noticed a load of pylons and wires I was heading for. 

Luckily I got through into clear sky and I relaxed again. 

I opened the French doors and looked at the very flimsy looking wooden verandah. I didn't dare step on it as it had no safety rails etc but I did lean out to look over the edge and realise what a long way down it was!

I parked it in our back field and walked to the rabbit shed. Richard was living in there and he was sat cross legged eating pizza and watching telly. 

I asked how he was doing and he said great. He then went to bed and just lay on the floor. As he had a direct view into the rabbits' hidey hole so I asked if he could see them and if they were OK, but he wouldn't answer. 

I walked off and I was suddenly in a large courtyard area near a castle which was also a pub. 

Richard had come out of the shed and had run up behind me shouting. I turned to see what he wanted but it turned out he was shouting at Ian Gilpin who had suddenly appeared dressed as a policeman. 

They were talking about a snooker player called Hatmmmmmm (all I could hear was 'Hat' then a loud mumble) and the scandal with him and Rupert Murdoch(?)!

I went to talk to them both, but Richard pressed his wrist and disappeared in a puff of smoke and Ian arrested me. :-/

Later on today I have just remembered a bit where I got to the office and realised I had the wrong clothes on and all I had in my bag was footspray!

Yet again....Christmas and rabbits.

I can see why I'd dream about rabbits (we have two pet ones), but why Christmas all the time?  It's June!!  Oh well...

I was in a house which was also a workplace. I was going around giving out Christmas presents in advance but I was hiding them in or near each person's bed. 

I remember realising that I hadn't spent an equal amount on each person and feeling a bit worried about it.  Most of the presents seemed to be hot water bottle shaped but with extra lumps. 

Once I'd finished I realised I was actually in a huge version of my grandmother's old house and also an old friend's house from school so I decided to wash my hair (?!) 

I went into a bathroom but was somehow aware I would be disturbed and indeedI was. People were impatient and shouting at me in beige to hurry (can't explain that one but it's what I dreamt)! 

I got stressed and ended up coming out with really wet dripping hair and without most of my clothes. All I had on was a long (but very pretty) top and a cardigan. 

I went into the living room where my parents were sat one end of a long settee and my auntie the other. My dad had grown one of his arms extra long and kept tickling my auntie. 

I realised in a panic that I hadn't bought presents for the others in my family but then remembered they were dead.  I became aware of a giant egg box sparsely filled with presents and many empty spaces. 

As I walked through the room I could feel that bits of the 1970s had been left behind in the air. I also realised I had a rabbit under my cardigan. 

I gave the rabbit to my auntie for a cwtch (cuddle). I was very surprised that it was the black one as it had been behaving like the white one. 

My dad showed me a trick using half a malteser on my tongue and that's when I noticed the walls were covered in maltesers. 

I took the rabbit back outside thinking what a good boy he'd been, sitting so quietly. I put him back and he ran to his favourite corner but he ran straight through the wall of the run and off into the distance. 

I realised he'd gone for good and felt very sad that the white rabbit had been left without her mate. 

I then realised I had the wrong teeth so decided to call the police.