I was talking about dreams with Yorkie on Wednesday and last night I had a totally bizarre one! I don't remember the beginnining but here is how the rest went:
I remember arriving on a hill in the middle of the countryside with "Joy54", "Harold" and "960012" when all of a sudden a Doctor Who style 'Cyberman' came over the grassy bank. Joy54 tried to reason with it for a few seconds but eventually we ran off into a lift (remember we were in the middle of the countryside - no idea why!). We all got into the lift but the Cyberman just managed to push the doors open in the nick of time. It must have been a series of lifts because there were about three.
The next thing I remember was being on Woking platform 5 and getting onto a Class 444 with just Harold and Joy54 (what happened to 960012? Caught by the Cyberman?) and a casually dressed RPI came to us and checked our tickets. We then remembered Joy54 had put us back in time to try and rid the Cyberman but it didn't work. I looked for my tickets but they had gone from my wallet. This was because "we" had gone back in time from before we had bought tickets! The RPI didn't believe our story but still let us alight at Farnborough without hassle and Joy54 continued on the 444 towards Basingstoke.
I said he could come back to my house because he lived miles away. The next thing I know we are walking past an industrial estate and into my home which is a large canopy like Brighton station with lots of people in it and planes flying past as part of an airshow. There were photographers in my house (or should that be public canopy
) taking photos through holes in the roof. It wasn't a station - just the canopy of Brighton station. There were no tracks or platforms and it was all on ground level.
Not sure what happened afterwards as my brother woke me up by hoovering my room.
I remember arriving on a hill in the middle of the countryside with "Joy54", "Harold" and "960012" when all of a sudden a Doctor Who style 'Cyberman' came over the grassy bank. Joy54 tried to reason with it for a few seconds but eventually we ran off into a lift (remember we were in the middle of the countryside - no idea why!). We all got into the lift but the Cyberman just managed to push the doors open in the nick of time. It must have been a series of lifts because there were about three.
The next thing I remember was being on Woking platform 5 and getting onto a Class 444 with just Harold and Joy54 (what happened to 960012? Caught by the Cyberman?) and a casually dressed RPI came to us and checked our tickets. We then remembered Joy54 had put us back in time to try and rid the Cyberman but it didn't work. I looked for my tickets but they had gone from my wallet. This was because "we" had gone back in time from before we had bought tickets! The RPI didn't believe our story but still let us alight at Farnborough without hassle and Joy54 continued on the 444 towards Basingstoke.
I said he could come back to my house because he lived miles away. The next thing I know we are walking past an industrial estate and into my home which is a large canopy like Brighton station with lots of people in it and planes flying past as part of an airshow. There were photographers in my house (or should that be public canopy
) taking photos through holes in the roof. It wasn't a station - just the canopy of Brighton station. There were no tracks or platforms and it was all on ground level.Not sure what happened afterwards as my brother woke me up by hoovering my room.
leepy2:
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Bring a bucket, mop, water, etc. 