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I woke up this morning from one of those ghastly dreams where I'm being a parson again- and I don't have the right books or the right clothes or any information about what I'm supposed to be doing. In this instance I was meant to be conducting a funeral and I turned up late- to a venue that looked a lot like Manchester's Piccadilly station- wearing a surplice with union jacks all over it, not knowing the name of the deceased but having been told I should steer clear of mentioning Uncle Frederick. Of course I didn't recognise the opening hymn, but this hardly mattered because the congregation were charismatics and immediately started rolling about on the floor...

Date: 2009-04-06 01:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] clindau.livejournal.com
Sounds like you had a version of the actor's nightmare dream--showing up at the theatre only to be thrust onto the stage in the wrong clothes and not knowing a word of the script, playing, of course, the lead role.

I've had that dream on occasion--usually during stressful times. It doesn't seem from reading your LJ that your life is that stressful. Maybe it's that book you're reading that's playing with your dreams.

Date: 2009-04-06 01:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] poliphilo.livejournal.com
"Maybe it's that book you're reading that's playing with your dreams."

I wondered that too...

I get the actors dream sometimes. Actors and priests are very much in the same game, I think.

Date: 2009-04-06 01:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] clindau.livejournal.com
Actors and priests are very much in the same game, I think.

Absolutely.

Date: 2009-04-06 01:39 pm (UTC)
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In this instance I was meant to be conducting a funeral and I turned up late- to a venue that looked a lot like Manchester's Piccadilly station- wearing a surplice with union jacks all over it, not knowing the name of the deceased but having been told I should steer clear of mentioning Uncle Frederick.

I am sorry it was a ghastly dream, but I kind of want a story out of this . . .

Date: 2009-04-06 01:49 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] poliphilo.livejournal.com
I think Uncle Frederick may have cut the family out of his will. It was something like that.

Ghastly people- all of them. :)

Date: 2009-04-06 02:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] acathartes.livejournal.com
I had a very curious dream about visiting a co-worker and her household of video-game-playing kids. She's a Jewish woman with one arm....

Date: 2009-04-06 03:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] poliphilo.livejournal.com
Is she a real co-worker, or a dream-world co-worker?

Date: 2009-04-06 04:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] acathartes.livejournal.com
A real co-worker, in fact, albeit in a different department than my own. That makes it *more* odd, I think.

Date: 2009-04-06 02:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ideealisme.livejournal.com
Sounds like the opening chapter to an Agatha Christie novel...murder at the funeral. With all suspicions at first cast on Uncle Frederick...

Date: 2009-04-06 03:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] poliphilo.livejournal.com
But Uncle Frederick is almost certainly long-deceased. Or, at least, that's the impression I got. Maybe he faked his death....

Date: 2009-04-07 04:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jackiejj.livejournal.com
Hahaha: rolling about on the floor!

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