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Wandering The Prison
Apr. 29th, 2026 07:40 am I dreamed that a relative- the one who has just fallen out with me- was banged up in a prison in a Mediterranean town and I was visiting with a family party. I had brought pictures with me to hang on the cell walls. The warder told me short nails were admissablele but long nails forbidden- and showed me his deformed fingernail which had he said had been bitten by an inmate he had mistakenly thought he had tamed.
It was huge, ancient prison, rather beautifull, with big high ceilinged rooms, doorways with sculpted surrounds and courtyards open to the sky. I guessed it had once been a bishop's palace. I wandered off and then realised I couldn't find my way back. I had a child with me who was at once my younger son, my grandson and an imp. Security was lax: one could walk out into the sunny town square and back in again without being challenged. In one large space nuts and potato crisps had been scattered over the floor in imitation of a beach and a Peter Sellers movie was showing on a screen at one end. In another, which was more like a hospital ward, but still enormous, a teenage girl was lying asleep on a couch. The imp went over and hugged her and her family were displeased and handed him back to me.
We entered a courtyard in which prisoners in blue jumpsuits were doing exercises- possibly relgious in nature. The man in charge told me to get out. I told him I was visiting my relative and I was lost. He gestured down a corridor and said,"Go consult the notice board." I said. "It's alright for people who know the place and can find their way around, but I'm a stranger and find it bewilderng. It's a maze.......
It was huge, ancient prison, rather beautifull, with big high ceilinged rooms, doorways with sculpted surrounds and courtyards open to the sky. I guessed it had once been a bishop's palace. I wandered off and then realised I couldn't find my way back. I had a child with me who was at once my younger son, my grandson and an imp. Security was lax: one could walk out into the sunny town square and back in again without being challenged. In one large space nuts and potato crisps had been scattered over the floor in imitation of a beach and a Peter Sellers movie was showing on a screen at one end. In another, which was more like a hospital ward, but still enormous, a teenage girl was lying asleep on a couch. The imp went over and hugged her and her family were displeased and handed him back to me.
We entered a courtyard in which prisoners in blue jumpsuits were doing exercises- possibly relgious in nature. The man in charge told me to get out. I told him I was visiting my relative and I was lost. He gestured down a corridor and said,"Go consult the notice board." I said. "It's alright for people who know the place and can find their way around, but I'm a stranger and find it bewilderng. It's a maze.......
