It seems that I’m going through one of those phases where I am sleeping lightly enough to remember some of my dreams…and lately they have been pretty weird. I remember two of them from last night.
The first one involved me being in a place which resembled the kitchen of my godparents old house, for one reason or another the place was filled with people, and I am under the impression that it may have been a pub, although I’m not sure. Anyway, I walked to the other end of the room and there were three people sitting in chairs next to each other (the chairs were somewhat taller than usual) and I recognised them. One of them was Nigel from loadedog.com  (who I have met briefly), another was Beth from the same website (not that it looked like her) and then another was Johnboy from The RiotACT  (not that I know what he looks like or anything). Suddenly someone else appeared and I started to introduce them to the three seated people…and forgot Beth’s name, called her Gertrude (another person from loadedog.com), apoligised and burst out laughing.
The second dream had me in some local (and probably school-based) sport team. I have no idea what the sport was (although I do remember a scene with us playing) and I know we lost. After the game we had some kind of team meeting on the playing field (which I think was indoors) and during this some pompus female international government minister came over and told us that we should have played better because we are supposed to be role models, I asked her who she was and she started some strange rant along the lines of “Don’t you know who I am…I am very important and you should know who I am”, this developed into a rather nasty argument between herself and me, she never identified herself. The next thing that happens is that I am in the change room and the assistant of this international government minister walks in and says that she is glad somebody finally put the minister in her place.
These have to be some of the strangest dream I have ever had.