Dreams
Dreams are weird | here are some, as I wrote them down just after waking up | they are in no particular order | I'm sorry if you find it disturbing that I've dreamt about you |
25th May 2008
I was walking through Rayleigh Lanes market and there was a lot of families and children playing. As I walked through the corridor, I had to walk close to the wall to avoide the mass of people and squeezed passed them. I looked down and noticed a toy knife made from grey plastic with a nice pink bow on the handle. I thought it weird that it was a toy made to look cute but was still a dagger. I stepped over it and continued to walk along. Then suddenly I felt a sharp stab in the back of my leg and looked around. There was a small African girl of about 8 or 9, looking mightily pissed off. She jabbed me a couple more times and it hurt. I just walked off and hoped that that was the end of it but she came after me and started to really lay into me with the plastic knife. I looked around to see if any of the parents had nticfed what was going on but they all seemed busy chatting away. So I told her to stop and tried to walk away once more but she carried on. As I turned around I felt a really sharp pain in my spine and reached around to feel it. It was wet and some kind of spinal liquid was seeping out of the wound. I saw Will playing on a games machine and shouted to him that I'd just been stabbed but he was too busy playing the game. Then I lost all feeling in my legs and collapsed to the ground. The girl was laughing.
3rd January 2007
I am in Hockley Woods investigating Ken (the van driver from BJ Farr's). He was under suspicion and I was near his house. Suddenly he turns up in his van so I run down the hill and hide in the grass. He shouts after me but after a while he drives off in a cloud of dust. My colleagues reckon he might be in the drainage system doing some work in Wickford where there is a huge hole being dug in the hillside. I go down into the drains. There is a lot of workmen there looking at a slow trickle of water going down a small hole. There is no sign of Ken. Suddenly there is a lot of panic and members of the public come running down saying there is a rush of water. I try to run upto another level but it is the same. A wave of water full of people sweeps us up and we gently ride along. Some girl remarks upon how lovely my lipstick is. Eventually we end up at the river and climb out of a concrete man hole. Some people are laying out on the mud in the hot sun to dry out. Then there are screams and a panic as a huge tidal wave comes rushing down the valley. I'm worried about getting my camera wet but start taking some pictures of the 'before', intending to take some of the 'after'.
2nd April 2007
I'm watching over town from a hill top. There is some kind of war going on and news commentary about cluster bombs. Then I see a rocket chasing a plane and the plane tries to weave and duck and dive to avoid the rocket. All the buildings turn into compuer generated ones and the plane flies close to them in the hope the rocket will hit one. The sound of the bombs is actually he sound of a train and someone wakes me up in a sleeper cariage at Grenoble Station. I try to alight but have my trousers caught round my ankles. When I eventually get off I see a litter of puppies all munching on a dead cat. I prod the puppies.
April 2007
I'm collecting eggs on a chicken farm and as I walk round I see someone has left litter, yoghurt cartons and crisp packets all around the shed.
29th March 2007
I'm in a nice, sunny, unknown town with some people. I stand on a plank of wood that has a long rope underneath it, rising up attached to two big ballons. They are only just buoyant enough to lift me up and I rise and fall and get carried around the town haphazardly whilst the others walk below.
21st Nov 2007
I'm skiing with Dave Valentine and Mike Lowther. We are standing on the mountain having a chat and Mike is absent mindedly scooping away some snow from the hill whilst we are talking. Suddenly the snow starts to fall away and engulfs us in a mini avalanche. I get covered up with snow and feel myself being swept away. After a short while it comes to rest and I have a small air pocket to breath from. I realise that I'm not being crushed so I must be near the top, so I kick my way out to fresh air. (I briefly wake at this point, but fall back to sleep to carry on the dream.) So we're all standing together again talking about it. Everyone is luckily safe. But then we see a distant part of the mountain disappearing into a hole. It gets bigger and bigger and buildings start to disappear into it. At first we walk closer to try to get a better look, but then we realise that we should really run for it. As we run the earth starts to crack around our fett. I hold Damien's hand to steady her as she can't run so fast as everyone else and we get left behind. The cracks get bigger and the earth starts to move. There is a huge rock, part of the mountain, that seems to be staying still, so I help Damien onto it. Just as I ave done this, the earth beneath my feet rushes away from beneath me, taking me off down the mountain in the avalanche. Damien is sat all alone on the huge rock, all that is left of the mountain, in the huge cast, cole expanse. Everyone else is gone. It is all very quiet and still, and she sits there stunned and cold. After a while there is the distant sound of a helicopter.
I wake up with Carter USM's 'Falling on a Bruise' in my head.
31 Oct 2007
I'm having lunch with Damien Robinson in a Texas Homecare where I used to work. 'Ska'd For Life' by The Big comes on the radio and I explain to Damien how cool this is, especially concidering the amount of expletives there are in it.
20th May 2007
I'm at an Olympic stadium in a 3 legged race. There is a tardy game of football on. Some girls cheer lazily. I leave to walk down Stadium way in Rayleigh past the recovery vehicles with weird blank Rego's. I go to work in a huge DIY store where Tom MacGuire is taking the piss out of someones sliced meat sample. The lung has a huge black piece on it. I go to my work bench and go through the samples that I have to send out. One is for Sean O' Neal. I find one for Paul Goodfellow which is marked "Benign". I walk through the backstage area covered in woodchips and through a new secret door into the main store. I have to deliver 2 long bandy cables, where another shop assistant, Robin Emery, advises me to put them into a micro shopping trolley worth £25.
19th May 2007
I leave the house and walk on to "The Green" in Wennington. I climb into Kevin Wilson's old Jaguar. It's like a Messerschmitt cockpit and he's wearing a Lufftwaffe uniform.
27th July 2007
I discover Adam Radmall has a secret log cabin in the far North of Canada. Everyone seems to know a lot about it, except me. I ask them if it would be ok to ask Adam if I could go and stay there. They reckon it would take about a year to learn all the neccesary survival techniques. Then Adam appears in a huge pick up truck, smiling to himself.
30th June 2007
A game of ice hockey. I'm in Team Manyhackers. At half time the score is 3-3 and I haven't played particulalry well. But in the 3rd Quarter I come alive and do some nifty maneuvers and score 2 goals. In the 4th Quarter I set up two goals, and we win 7-4.
June 2007
I'm in my old bedroom and can hear noise outside. Simon Smith is on the front drive playing a music making machine called a "Swish" and it's satin black and on a stand. He's playing the most disturbing, apocalyptic noises we've ever heard. The neighbours are looking and the sky turns black. A gangster car pulls up with six hard looking dudes inside. But their car is a Perodua, with a lowered roof so that they look really squashed and unmenacing. The car is satin black like the sound machine. They stare at us so Simon just turns it up louder.
January 2007
Me and Rob Sherred are running along the Embankment in London to catch up with a lorry that is driving back and forth across every bridge in turn. It is an off white Rigid 8 wheel J reg Foden. We have to cut through lots of old industrial buildings. we are just catching our breath, so climb up on top of the school-like gym climbing wall and sit on top watching out of the window, waiting for the lorry. Below is Paul Malone and Ben Nash both wearing boiler suits and Ben says that this is an old Ford's building that they don't use anymore. I climb down and slip and sprain my wrist. Rob takes the piss out of me. The lorry comes across the wooden bridge and drives off. The front nearside wheel is broken, like a bent Lego wheel. I runn off and end up in a church hall where me and Dave Valentine are performing a piece of music using magnets and sweets all linked up. Michael Travers joins in but ends up playing Elton John "Can you feel the love tonight" on an mp3 player. We are not happy.
15th Jan 2007
I'm walking down Oxford Road in my blue suede suit. I have a collection of pens in the pocket. I find a pill in there and rather than get caught with it, I eat it dry, which is tough. In Spencer Gardens I swap a Fiat Panda for a huge tractor and go down to Brays Lane to pick it up. I drive to Golden Cross and want to do some off-roading but can't find anywhere suitable. I drive into the garage and they are playing "Show me Heaven" on the radio.
17th Feb 2007
I'm in an official building which is the war cabinet and a meeting has been called for everyone. It is the present day. There is a rumour that an A Bomb has been dropped. I go all feint and remember seeing the photos in the museum in Japan [real]. I think it's weird actually being alive and hearing the news for real. I start to tell someone that I've seen the museum and I well up and find it hard to talk.
I wake up and have an overwhelming feeling that something bad has happened. After a while I do a big fart.
23th Jan 2007
I'm on a Basildon housing estate late at night. There is a Polive car and a scene up aheada few blocks away. I try to keep my head down and remain invisible as I walk through the corridors. Then Marianne Hoares shouts in the street, drawing peoples attention to it. People come out, inlcuding lots of punks. When I get to the end of the dingy corridor, I see the Police ar eleading some Asina people away and there is blood on the floor. It's been a racist incident. I quickly preten I am walking my dog and squeeze my way through the crowd being careful not to let my imaginery dog lick the spilt blood. I'm out on the street again and cross over to the next block, past the unmade pavement and mud where everyone is trying to park. Now I'm in Rocheway and I head back to the exit, still with my dog. I see a man trying to find a shoe box on the stage and he rolls in lots of dust. I get my old art folder from 1982 form the art cupboard, which is also covered in dust. I see Kevin Wilson and he is being a cock as usual. I slap some blackboard paint on him with a brush whilst he's not looking. Then someone dobs me in so I paint my face black with the paint and make a hasty exit back out onto the street. I have to be careful now as the racist people might beat me up for being black.
22th Jan 2007
I'm walking along Valkyrie Road, Westcliff, with Dave V and Delboy. I find something on someone's drive (Balmoral Hotel) and Del tells me off.