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A Couple Of Dreams
First Dream:
A beat up old car stops at the head of the drive and I go to see if I can assist.
There are four people in the car. I think they're a mother and her grown-up sons. The boys are wearing flat caps and ratty-looking fleeces. They are clearly poor- underclass even. One of them speaks to me and I notice what bad teeth he has. His speech is so garbled I can't understand a word, but I don't want to hurt his feelings so I say, "I'm sorry; I'm a bit deaf."
The mother says. "We want to know what the dress code is around here."
"Well," I say, "Pretty much the sort of thing I'm wearing." And I indicate my own ratty-looking fleece.
Second Dream:
I am standing on a hill in Oldham, looking across the valley to Glodwick- where a building is on fire. "Is this being reported on the TV?" I ask someone behind me. And then the burning building blows up. The explosion is huge- shifting tons of soil- the sort of explosion you'd get with an enormous land mine. We must be nearly a mile away but have to retreat under shelter as the debris comes raining down. Later people start lighting brushfires on our side of the valley.
A beat up old car stops at the head of the drive and I go to see if I can assist.
There are four people in the car. I think they're a mother and her grown-up sons. The boys are wearing flat caps and ratty-looking fleeces. They are clearly poor- underclass even. One of them speaks to me and I notice what bad teeth he has. His speech is so garbled I can't understand a word, but I don't want to hurt his feelings so I say, "I'm sorry; I'm a bit deaf."
The mother says. "We want to know what the dress code is around here."
"Well," I say, "Pretty much the sort of thing I'm wearing." And I indicate my own ratty-looking fleece.
Second Dream:
I am standing on a hill in Oldham, looking across the valley to Glodwick- where a building is on fire. "Is this being reported on the TV?" I ask someone behind me. And then the burning building blows up. The explosion is huge- shifting tons of soil- the sort of explosion you'd get with an enormous land mine. We must be nearly a mile away but have to retreat under shelter as the debris comes raining down. Later people start lighting brushfires on our side of the valley.