September 8th

I'm in a house with Kat. Its dark outside and we are trying to sleep in the front bedroom upstairs. For some reason we aren't supposed to be seen within the house, neither of us. I was less worried about this than Kat who wanted to stay out of the light, even the light reflected from a mirror. We ended up snuggling together under the bed.

September 9th

I'm falling through Parallel universes. The place is my nans old house in Barking. Things change every so often. The things I remember was at one point talking to Paul, at one point my grandmother having died years ago, that there was a bedroom where the kitchen was. Something was slightly different each time. Everything was just really strange. Finally I looked out of the window to see a giant international airport just over the river and an Air India 747 leaving it.

September 10th
My brother is playing a computer game. Neither of us know the rules but I can do more stuff than he can. Its kind of an alien invasion game mixed in with a paint package. You have to turn things different colour in time before the alien spaceships pick your character up from the landscape.

At a non-descript house and a supermarket, the location unsteady and without logic. Erin and I talk about getting back together. I ask how and she just says, move your 42 CDs back in and smiled. Her "ex boyfriend" (a stupid looking person my brain invented) was still living there, but it was promised he would be no trouble and was looking to move out somewhere.

September 11th
Dreamt I was at work at Dalgleish.  The server room there has two sets of Gameboy advance network switches in it (something I made up in my dream)   I was intrigued by what I saw.  Luke, a former co-worker walked back in with a determined look on his face.  Members of staff were a bit surprised to see him.  He pretty much ignored them, even when Rob called him Steve, the name of his replacement.

2nd October 2003

I'm in a big house somewhere with patio doors, its towards the end of a party. The only people nearby that I am particularly taking notice of are Rob and Sarah, maybe they are the only ones there, maybe not. We're a little drunk and we are doing the crossword from some magazine. i think we've been doing a number of them. I think we are on crossword number nine. One of the answers which is crucial to the crossword is locomotive. We spend ages getting the answer to this. At the evening goes on Rob gets more drunk than Sarah and I and kind of goes off to the sofa to sleep. Sarah and I suddenly discover a mutual attraction for each other. She heads to the spare room (like the small room I slept in at my parents house as a kid a few times) when I arrive in the room Sarah has assumed the position and is wearing a femidom. I crawl on top and manage one thrust before being thrown off by Sarah because Rob is wandering around. I hide in the bed clothes as Rob wanders in, kisses Sarah and wanders out again. Sarah now wants rid of me, I ask for one more thrust as it wasn't fair that I was gotten rid of so quickly. She agrees and I have three or four thrusts before getting off.
Next thing its morning and Rob comes down to where we were doing the crossword the night before. Sarah is idly looking over the crossword. Rob professes to not remembering doing crossword number nine. Phew I think, he's forgotten anything that happened between me and Sarah. But then Sarah taunts Rob, ahh you don't remember locomotive then, and then the memory of crossword comes back to Rob slowly, and I am slowly hoping he doesn't remember or think too deeply of anything else. However Sarah taunts more...

11th October 2003

I'm living in a house next door to Rob. I think their may be a skip in my back garden. Rob has come over to visit and is telling the random people that are around that his name is Rob and he is an alcoholic. He thinks this because he was standing a bit strange at one point, off to the side he described it. Its the second or third person he tells who runs an Alcoholics Anonymous society. Later when I'm back in the garden, flattening out a strange hill. He said the expert got him to play a board game to see how his balance was.

12 October 2003

I dreamt I was doing my paperound again. I went out from the shop at Roneo Corner and went to the first houses from my round. For some reason I had to take the hard route to letterboxes, going to the back doors rather than the front doors. On occasions I went through peoples houses to get to their back door. I nearly got confronted all the time and eventually I did from a family, who when I explained who I was, (the paperbag and papers didn't give it away) they were really happy to see me. I found whilst out £60 in ten pound notes with the papers. For a few moment I was tempted to keep the money, but seeing how much there was decided to give it back to my paper boss. Last stop was an old peoples place where the lady I saw sang my praises but asked if she could just have the special fried rice delivered and not the newspapers.

So back to the paper shop it was. To give the boss his sixty pounds back, something he was grateful for and chastised himself for being so silly as to lose it. It took me a little while to get the correct paper bag to go out for deliveries. When I left the police were all over Roneo Corner, obviously listening out for things people were saying. I went past with complete contempt for them, saying I was really scared and the like. It was at this point I noticed that I was carrying a pellet gun and maybe I should keep my mouth shut.

It started to rain at this point and I delivered what I needed to do and came back. Now the police were only letting people through the Roneo Corner area escorted. I had to wait a bit for an escort, who was in a blue overall and not too happy to see me at all. I went on towards the Rush Green area to deliver more, the road seems unfamiliar, but the dream ends before I can work out why.

13th October 2003

On a train heading towards Liverpool Street I think, or somewhere similar. We were requested to get off the train at an earlier stop because of overcrowding at the main terminus. Later I was at the main terminus on the platform, I guess I got a later train. I was upset at being turfed off early and although their were Great Eastern help points at the end of every platform, they were very undermanned so I gave up with the idea of complaining. Outside on the concourse was a W H Smith at every gap between platforms, they were heavily promoting David Beckhams book. i picked the book up and looked for my friend Darren. He was in there but looking much younger than he does now.

Later I was on a train, it seemed like it was coming out of the Fenchurch Street Line. A train driver was sat opposite me and her supervisor sat on the other side of the train a few seats away. The driver and I got talking a bit. Around a place that looked like Barking, but wasn't necessarily, (I've dreamt about this place with its raised train crossovers and loop tracks, with lots of trees around before) I saw the train said it was going to Birmingham. The staff agreed and said it took all day to get there.

20th October 2003
I'm in "my" room at home, the room bears no resemblance to any I know. It is wide and thin. There is a brown carpet and doors on both short sides and a window on one of the long sides. The Queen and Prince Phillip also live in this house. I'm sitting towards a corner of the room away from the window, kind of looking towards it as my Dad comes into my room from the right. He isn't impressed with all the stuff I have lying around. He picks up a bottle of "value" lemonade from the windowsill complaining that it had been there for three days. He confiscates it. He goes to leave the room. I see me sitting on the carpet eating cake. I look up and say, you know everything you are doing is driving me to eat too much.

Later in the same house I think, Willow (from Buffy) is trying to get to the bottom of the flight of stairs. She is running from an "evil" Buffy. I watch as I see the chase checking that the numbers on the doors are different and that the same bit of film isn't being used over and over. I am not convinced one way or the other. Willow gets to the bottom of the stairs first.

22nd October 2003
I'm out with Sarah somewhere, it looks like we may kiss when Rob comes from out of nowhere. I think we are at an office building which resembles the buildings in Western Road, Rob is my boss and Sarah is in the office with Rob. What the state of their relationship is, is unclear. Rob calls me over to complain about an aspect of something on the computer that I didn't touch, but maybe I should have fixed. Back when this happened I was on my first or second day at the job and was following the policy, don't delete stuff you don't know about.

There seems to be a lot of friends who work at the office. In reality they are people my brain had made up. As time had gone on more and more people I knew were employed in the office.

When I saw Rob he was sat down at a desk pointing at a computer screen at the error I supposedly missed. He was saying that even Sarah could do better than me. He went on and on and I got mad, so I tipped back the chair against my better judgment and announced that I quit and marched out of the door past all the "friends" as the chair crashed over.

25th October 2003
I'm on holiday in Jersey,  a place called St Austen Bay.  I think I am with a few people, Kat included.  We're walking along the roadside at the edge of the beach on the bay.  It is very nice and warm, the sand looks very inviting as does the sea.  The water shines from the Sun.  On the other side of the bay there is a wooded green area.  Behind this is the airport and planes are seen and heard taking off every so often.  We get to the end of the path suddenly around some groups of shops.  I remember in the dream having been before and I start to wander around and show people where things are.  I get into a race with someone through the complex, but the place has changed so much that it is hard to recognize.  I feel a little silly.

28th October 2003
My eldest nan is back living at her old address (she never left in the dream). She is much more sprightly than I remember, this all seemed to stem from when she was given a camcorder as a present. She seems to have a big brother knowledge of everyone. Eventually when looking out of her back window I came across her collection of camcorder tapes all labelled by person on the tape in a big library hidden behind a curtain. Where she got the shelves from and how she installed it I have no idea.
My nan was also starring in some TV commercial adverts. I remember watching the second in the series, for whatever product it was, being filmed in the quiet street round the corner from my nan. My nan wasnt particularly featured in this one.
I remember walking up Elm Park Hill and having loads of kids from Albany School come down towards me. I wasn't particularly amused.

26th November 2003

At the start of the dream Kat and I are leaving a theme park or fairground, through the gates that surround the attractions. I get the feeling that the attractions are only there temporarily.

Looking forward, I see that the area is in spring. We are on top of a hill and can see bright luscious green trees. The Sun is trying to shine through the clouds which roll all the way over to the mountains which are quite easy to see.

Below our viewpoint there is a wide lake whose surface acts like a mirror, perfectly still other than the small area disturbed by a rowing boat being rowed by a jester.

We have to cross the river so we walk down the hill. It has been raining recently and the ground is soft as we walk along, but not soft enough to be of the slightest of problems.

After a while we sit down. At the moment I think we have our pet horse with us. We have a guitar each. Kats guitar is my old guitar that I love very much. I have a new guitar. They are classic wooden acoustic guitars. I sit and strum on the guitar for a bit, playing random notes and noises from the guitar. Anyone who has ever listened to me do this in the dream loved listening to this, I found it quite strange that anyone would like to listen to this but didn't tell anyone.

After having our rest the two of us and the horse travel onward and then we decide it is time for another rest. We're surrounded on three sides by healthy green trees and the lake on the fourth side, the air is very still. 
Though it is warm outside it isn't hot or humid. The place we stop at has plenty of privacy and looks like a good place to remember. Kat puts her guitar on the muddy ground, which I'm unamused about as that used to be my favourite guitar and now its dirty.

Much later we're at a cafeteria building. I'm trying to decide if I want to get some pick and mix sweets or some chips (French fries or whatever you want to call them). I realise that the chips are included in with the pick and mix, rhubarb and custards and cola cubes etc. This seems a little strange, but I'm very happy by the discovery.

2nd December 2003

I'm leaving a gathering in a park, similar to the park I dreamt about before. In the dream I know what the gathering was, although I never actually see the gathering or hear anyone talk about it. It could have been a circus or fair or something more serious like a town or village meeting. 
A lot of people were leaving at the same time is all I remember.

I found some tree branches (or possibly bits of broken fence?) to walk on like stilts, which I found got me traveling faster than the crowd of people leaving the event . Something I was pleased and boastful of.

I was traveling towards home I thought. To get home I had to cross a river. Although the river bank was about three feet deep, the water running through it was more of a stream with a few puddles, which were easily crossed.

I got across the river and arrived at my Nan's old house, or something that looked like it. In fact this house was a semi-detached house instead of a terraced, but otherwise identical. I knew my Nan wasn't there any more so I set about walking away from here to my house.

The next thing I know I am on the Upper Rainham Road walking to Elm Park. 
I've lost my jeans somewhere. I'm keeping an eye on the buses that are going past. Then I notice the 252 bus going past, the bus I catch to Elm Park. I note the time it goes past so I know when the next one is coming so I can catch that if I need to. Quite why I didn't catch that one I had no idea. Then I realised I had no idea why I was going to Elm Park anyway and turned round and walked back to my house.

As I was walking down my street my underwear fell round my ankles. I continue to walk, not very well obviously, for a few steps then decide to take them off rather than pull them up. I pull my t-shirt down to cover my 'modesty' and hurry along the street. About half way down an Asian looking woman screams as she sees me. I hurry a little faster as I want to get home quick and be out of the public sight. In hurrying up my t-shirt rides up and the ladies screams turn into laughter.

I get home and start talking to someone I know in my house. I turn around to complain about the screaming Asian woman and then notice she is in my front room. I'm rather confused about this.

5th December 2003

I'm sitting at the front of a coach. Right at the front of a coach, next to the driver. I'm navigating us around. We're part of a convoy of coaches.

At a flyover I make the decision that we should pull of the main road and not fo over the flyover. Can't remember if this is where I thought we needed to be or for a rest. The rest of the silver coaches fly by over the flyover.

The next thing I know I'm at an important dinner. I know we're not on the ground floor, but more significantly I'm just wearing Boxer Shorts. I'm not embarrassed by my state of dress, although I do wish I'd worn more clothes as I'm a little cold.

6th December 2003

I'm sitting in a room, probably an office and I'm astounded as a helicopter makes a pinpoint landing, just outside the window on the same level as me.  The helicopters rotors just miss the windows and just fit under the ledge of the overhanging roof.  I was impressed with the precision flying.  Also how stupid a place this was to have a helicopter set down.  I watched the helicopter leave convinced that the rotor blades would hit something, but everything went fine.

I'm in my room at my parents house.  Its painted out like it is now, but the furniture there is as it was from when my parents were in my room.  I tell my mother about the helicopter but she doesn't seem to be interested, very distracted.  Eventually she says that she wants me to go to the hospital and have blood and feicies testing.  I ask why and she wont tell me.

A little later she understands while I am a bit miffed and she requests via Instant Messenger that I have at least have my blood test, but won't tell me why she wants me to do this, so I pull down the blue curtains in the room out of frustration of not knowing.

10th December 2003

I'm on the back seat of a car and we stop in traffic at a town square. All of a sudden the peace is shattered by a Virgin 747-400, not very high up at all. It lands at "Heathrow", which isn't too far away from where we are, we can see the plane land in fact. We drive round to a road parallel with the runway and pull over. There are lots of old military aircraft moving around and I see something that looks like a Nimrod on the runway. The others in the car say they can see concorde at a gate, but I can't see it as my view is obscured.

We have to move the car soon as we are in the way. We park it in a back street and get out. We meet my dad and his drinking friends as they wander towards us. (Weren't they in the car a few minutes ago?). This is where I learn as one of my dads friends talks to his wife on a mobile phone that we're due to fly tomorrow and we're staying in a hotel that night. he is happy that everything is going well.

We stop to go to the loo, except there are too many people trying to do their business in the pub toilet which is practically just a whole in the ground and not much more.

14th December

I'm at home, the family are having a bit of a rat problem. At the same time I'm in the garage and see my dad pull up some of the paving slabs. I though nothing of it for a while. The rats were pretty stupid until you tried to touch them, when they would rip you to shreds until you let go of them. It was a while later I decided to pull up the paving slabs and they revealed a secret entrance to the basement area of the garage that I never knew existed. It was a lot like the floor I knew except there were no windows, and much less stuff in there. I wanted to explore but rats en masse ran into the basement trapping themselves in there. they were too stupid to get out, so it was a good place to store them til we could work out what to do with them, but at the same time i wanted to see what stuff was down there before it got eaten by the rats.

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I walking by the Tesco at Roneo Corner on the opposite side of the road. Traffic was only being allowed through in one lane at a time, occasionally the direction was changed but there was traffic chaos. Walking a little bit further I could see that there had been a multiple car accident with various vehicles crashed off the road, including a articulated lorry that had crashed through Tescos and smaller lorries and vans crashed through to the car park and were strewn across the road.

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I'm at home and incredibly horny. Kat has just left kissing me goodbye as she went, possibly what caused the horniness. At that point Mena Suvari (Heather in American Pie) tries to seduce me. She knows what buttons to press and walks me backwards into the bedroom before I'm strong enough to say, no I Kats mine, not you. 

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I'm out in a mountainous desert town. They had a lot of elephants in this town and they all started behaving rather aggressively and strangely. Somehow I discovered that I could control the elephants so I made them do sensible normal elephant things. Then the guy who was controlling them to do evil things revealed himself. He was standing next to me, he made one elephant do a forward roll, but I stopped him from making them fly as my powers were stronger than his. He couldn't tell it was me with the power.

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I'm back at Roneo Corner and I'm having a meeting with some people who write and edit and check scripts for shows and books. For some reason we're standing in the mud, near where the multiple traffic accident happened earlier. They had opened more of Roneo Corner back up to the public and I didn't realised, so we walked to a different part of the mud. looking at how badly some people had written Roneo Corner in scripts and eating doughnuts and drinking coffee. Also wondering how much it would cost to reunite the Drop the Dead Donkey team.



15th December

Dreamt I had several outstanding assignments for school, so I set about typing out a fantastic story on my new silver laptop. I typed a few thousand words onto it and was pleased with what I wrote. I was looking for my teacher Mr Bolton at my old school for his ideas but he was not there. I headed over to the place that is actually the CDT centre, but wasn't in my dream. I turned on my computer and it had lost everything I had written, I was unbelieving and tried continually to get the data back. Meanwhile everyone else had their shiny laptops and showing them off. i realised mine was the poorer relation. At the shop there my laptop cost just £500, the cheapest or second cheapest there out of about ten. However I did have more accessories than most people.

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I dream of seeing two British Midland Boeing 727 jets in very old livery (Blue BMA tail) in hangers at an airport. I'm in a vehicle driving past.