I had a dream one night and part of it involved me being at a holiday resort. I was with a woman and some children. I did not know the woman nor did I know the children. We were playing around and the children and myself were getting along just fine when the woman spoke out and said in the presence of the children something about my wife. I corrected her and said, ‘you mean my husband’. I was furious with this woman and left to go for a swim in the pool. As I left her she was smiling as if she was pleased with what she had done. I was worried what the children might say but I was out of their sight quite quickly. As I approached the pool I ran forward to dive into the water in what is called a ‘bullet dive’, that is with my arms tight into my sides pointing to my feet. Most unladylike I thought at the time but as I dove into the water I found myself gliding upwards with my arms outstretched as if some invisible force was making me fly like an eagle that soars over a valley. I felt so free and feminine and it appeared that I was dressed in a long silky flowing dress. I glided over the pool for a short time before I suddenly woke up.

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Many years ago when I was a young teenager I experienced a really weird dream.
Imagine if you will a rolled-up newspaper, in this case a particular paper called the Liverpool Echo (I lived in Liverpool), green in colour with stick-like arms and legs at the ends of which were little circles representing the hands and feet. No heads, no eyes, mouths or anything else. Now imagine thousands of them chasing you menacingly over fields. I know there are many dreams involving being chased but by rolled-up newspapers?
Later in the same dream I was being chased, not by these newspapers but by some unseen and unknown thing. I experienced being chased down the ubiquitous long dark tunnel where there was at its end, a bright light. My legs became as lead of course and the harder I tried to run the heavier my legs became. Eventually I reached the end of the tunnel and found myself on a semi-circular balcony high above a concrete arena below. In an instant I stepped to one side as I reached the opening and whatever it was that was following me and by now almost grasping my neck, could not stop in time and careered over the balcony wall to the concrete floor below. I watched its descent and saw it not actually hit the floor but appearing to diffuse into it and then disappear.
I woke up.

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In this dream I was in my old house in Freshfield and was involved in hiding something from whoever was in the house with me. I am not sure who the other people were but I was desperate for them not to discover my ‘secret’. I had a large old top-loading washing machine which had a piece of black pvc as it’s lid. The machine itself was the usual white. I had pulled it out from under the worktop and I was washing four broken pieces of housebrick by hand inside the machine. They were covered in soil. Evidently they had just been dug from out of the ground. In a flash I found myself together with the machine in the hallway. I heard somebody approaching and I rushed to wrap the bricks in the towels that somehow were also inside the machine. Strangely I wrapped each brick separately as if in slow motion and then pulled the pvc flap over so nobody could see.

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Recently I have had dreams involving The Circus. I have not been able to remember the whole of the dreams but only snippets of them. In these dreams I am in a position of authority whilst still performing in front of the audience. I have been on the trapeze and also riding on horseback or elephant. There have been some issues that I have had to deal with but again I cannot remember what they were all about. I have no idea why the scene is set in the circus. I have not been to a circus for years, neither have I seen one on television recently.

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This dream, or what I remember of it, is very brief but it goes way beyond what is my experience of ‘normal’. Not normal for me but for my ex partner.
Four of us were dining out, myself, my ex and two friends. I am not sure which friends they were but at one point during the meal when we were served our desert a curious thing happened. My ex was presenting me with a plate on which were three small items. They looked like beans at first but were all different in size and more closely resembled maggots. I was being tempted to eat one and when the fork was place near to it, it began to open up as a maggot might do when a fly emerges but it wasn’t a fly. It was some sort of crawling insect which looked like an earwig. The fork moved across to the second one and that too began to hatch its contents. However before it did my ex took the fork and stabbed the third one, promptly putting it in her mouth and looking toward me with a glance that said, ‘What’s wrong with you? They are tasty’.
At that point I awoke.
The story is strange because there is no way my ex would have contemplated doing what she did in the dream in real life and probably even the thought of looking at the maggots would have been abhorrent to her. I myself would never have entertained the thought either.

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In this dream I was driving my van on top of which was a tall set of step ladders. I had a passenger and seem to remember it being my eldest son. We had driven quite some distance and there had been a constant and irritating noise throughout the journey. We stopped and examined the roof rack to find that the ladder was still there but it wasn’t secure. In fact there had not been any form of restraint fitted. We wondered how it had managed to stay on top of the vehicle considering the speed and distance we had travelled. I fitted a blanket, yes a blanket beneath the ladder and secured it by tying the ends of the blanket around the ladder and roof rack. A rather strange way to secure a ladder especially as I had the proper equipment inside the van.

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In this dream I was going on a holiday. I cannot remember exactly who was with me except my eldest son, who is a policeman and who, for some strange reason was in uniform but without a jacket. We were seated in what looked like the interior of a luxury railroad coach but it was twice the width of a standard train carriage. Those around us talked about the luxury. Just then a party of three males came aboard and sat behind us. I saw this as if I were standing apart from my seated position next to my son. Two of the males looked as if they were about twenty years old and the third was a young, probably about four years old. Each was dressed as a policeman and carried a radio. The child’s radio was a toy but the older males had the real thing and were pretending to be policemen. At this point I interjected with the remark that my son was a real policeman and they ceased doing what they were doing. My son made arrangements to have them arrested.
We had to get some special papers before we could get on the plane but that meant going to an office miles away across the airfield. We couldn’t understand why the office wasn’t adjacent to the passport control. Many of the passengers had alighted already and were making their way to the office so we got up and followed them reluctantly. We were only going to Spain but the security seemed a bit over the top.
I woke up.

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In my next dream I am with my youngest son and we have gone to see a movie. Nothing unusual in that but we sat in the cinema and had to fulfil a test before we could see the film. The test was the strangest thing I have ever been asked to do. We had in front of us a small, what looked like an electric car racing track in a figure of eight shape. We were given a meat sausage that we had to place on the track and if it completed the circuit we knew all was ok but we had to make sure that the sausage had the right name also. I remember saying in the dream, ‘make sure its name is Rycal’. We were glad to discover its name was Rycal and we watched it complete the circuit. Then we were able to watch the movie.

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My latest dream caused me to laugh. As I awoke (to visit the toilet) in the middle of the night I found myself giggling at a remark my sister had said about me in the dream. She was explaining the reason for my odd behaviour to some people and said to them that I was ‘past my sell by date’. From what I remember about this dream I was in my old infant school playing yard and it was pouring with rain. I was an adult in my dream and I was running alongside a wall where it was more sheltered from the driving rain making my way to the covered area at the end of the yard. As I approached this area and entered beneath it, it changed to what looked like an industrial building site near its completion and there was evidence of building materials lying about. I was making my way to the engineers rest rooms which turned out to be the ones I’d used in my previous employment. I made my way to where my desk and chair would have been but found the room had been altered and other furniture had been installed. I turned to go to the toilet and was met by my sister who was dressed in overalls and apparently doing an engineer’s job there. As I spoke with her and pleaded my case regarding my position with the company she came out with the remark to explain my odd behaviour to those around me, my old work colleagues, that ‘I was past my sell by date’. I woke up laughing and went to the toilet.

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This night I had an unusual dream, well unusual for me. I was having a lesbian experience. I was madly in love with this beautiful girl and we were in bed together. As we lay there embracing and kissing as she turned and said, ‘You nightie needs washing’! Evidently the neck was looking a bit grubby but then she said not to worry and that her own garment had been worn for five consecutive nights. We kissed some more and fondled. That is unfortunately all I can remember of the dream. I don’t think I have lesbian tendencies but who knows? Maybe I have.

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Last night I dreamt I was living in a former house. In the small front room of the house two workmen were busy constructing a pumping system and had just finished installing two underground pipes which surfaced in a plinth in the middle of the room. I queried the operation and made it known that I was a plumber (I’m not). They repeatedly asked me if I wanted the project to end. The pump was supposedly needed for the supply of water to the rest of the houses in the street. I thought much about what I should do then decided that there was no reason the pump should not be installed outside even if it meant the loss of my lawn. Reluctantly the pipes inside my room were dismantled. I woke up.

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In this dream I was riding a horse alongside Clint Eastwood in what appeared to be open country but covered in 12 feet of snow. The tree tops were only just visible. Don’t ask how the horses managed that! However it wasn’t really open country, it was the playing yard of an old school I used to attend when young. Beneath the snow was a railway track but only I seemed to know that. I had murdered somebody and had left them on this railway track. I was hoping that nobody would discover the body. As we rode along we came across George Clooney who was a detective and he was questioning everybody he met. He looked at me and started to walk over but I rode away so that he couldn’t ask about the murder. I wasn’t sure that he knew anything but I became anxious. It was then I woke up.

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I had this dream about crowds of people in my house. In the house I lived with my parents unusual things were happening. In the first place, in my dream, the house belonged to my wife and myself. We were in the house with hundreds of other people and were packed in like sardines in a can. I was trying to communicate with some of them but they were all deaf to my voice. I struggled to move about but found it very difficult to get far. Some of the people in there were family members and others were known to me as friends and acquaintances. Although I was inside the house I could see what was happening as an outsider looking in. I cannot remember what I was trying to say to my ‘guests’ but none of them took any notice of me. They were too busy trying to move themselves.

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In this dream I was in a very strange place. I wasn’t sure if it was set in the plantroom of a large building or if it was set on board a large ship. Either way the place was full of little steel stairways, ducts and decking suited to those environments. I was dressed in my light summer clothes as if I was on a ship and enjoying the experience. I remember approaching a small steel stair and was about to climb up it when I noticed a girl above carrying a large vessel filled with soup or other liquid. She was somebody I knew years ago who worked for a company who had retail outlets selling cakes and pies. I had worked in the same shop that she had. For a moment I thought my surroundings were of that place but realised they were not. I was desperately trying to find the ladies’ toilet but waited for the girl to descend the stair before dashing up them myself. When I reached the top I turned left and found myself facing a door, the type you get on a vessel of war with a wheel to lock it. I turned right and was about to enter the gents toilet when somebody shouted to me to let me know. I did an about turn and dashed along a gangway to another door marked ‘Ladies’. It was the same type of door you would find on a large industrial steel container. I lifted the lever and pulled with all my strength as the door opened slowly. Inside was dimly lit and at the far end of the ‘room’ was a toilet. I found myself sitting there when another woman appeared in front of me. I hung a coat on the ceiling to form a screen between us. Just then another woman came through a side door to use the facilities too. It was the same door I had originally encountered when I climbed the stairs. I was desperate to leave that place and that is when I awoke to go to the toilet!

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In my next dream I was at work as an electrician, no surprises there. I had an apprentice working with me who was very efficient and knew the job very well. Sometimes during the dream the apprentice was me and at other times the apprentice appeared to be my youngest son. I say appeared to be because in the dream I was never sure. We were involved in installing a circuit in a house. In one room I entered was a bed which almost occupied the whole space. On the bed lay a man and a woman, both partly dressed. They were watching a huge television screen on the wall to my right as I entered. From the same area was an electric cable, the sort that constitutes part of the electrical wiring in a house. It ran across the bed and over the man lying there. For some reason he would not let me touch the cable. Next I found myself standing on what appeared to be a front door step. Behind me was the door but in front of me was a drop of eight feet to the ground below. My apprentice was holding a cable that was protruding from beneath the step to my left. He was asking for help. Immediately I found myself next to him and inspecting the cable. He said that the insulation was perishing but that it looked like a crocodile! I moved to the front of the step and reached underneath to discover what I thought was the cable. It seemed large and was heavily painted. The paint had set solid and I gently prized it free. To my amazement it came alive and looked like a cross between a squirrel and a stoat. It was so happy to be set free it jumped about my hand and remained there. I discovered I had a cable in my hand which I passed through to the apprentice supplying him with the extra length he needed to complete what he had been doing. The dream ended here.

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In this dream I was back working as a visitor in my old place of work. I had been given the task of troubleshooting a rather complicated fire alarm system which I knew nothing about. It seemed as though I was given the job because they thought I could do it but the more I tried to figure out the circuit boards the less I was able to resolve the problem. I asked my colleague for help but he mumbled something to me and I was no wiser. I knew I had to complete the task but found it more difficult as time passed by. Try as I may I could not solve the problem. No-one I asked was interested in my predicament even though they knew the importance of the task given me. I began to get desperate and tried harder but to no avail. I was frustrated and worried that the job would never get done. I woke up.

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In this dream I was searching for a female toilet because I needed to change my clothes for some apparent reason. I don’t know what that reason was. At one moment I was on board a ferry steamer and in the next moment I was in what seemed like a huge hall where people were sitting drinking or shopping among the stalls that dotted the area. I was directed to a toilet that was at the end of an annex to the main hall but was told by my companion that it was not a suitable place for two reasons. One, it was a male toilet and two, it wasn’t very private. I have no idea who my companion was. Nevertheless I entered the toilet and again my companion advised me against using it. Inside, I began to change my clothes and put on a full length summer dress. The dress was of poor quality and was torn in places. Next I found myself in a cafe within the same hall but there seemed to be few people in there. I was approached by a younger man who proceeded to kiss me and fondle me. He reached down to my vagina and began to caress me there. Before long he began to penetrate me with his penis and I pushed him away. I told him I wasn’t interested in sex and I felt annoyed that he had gotten as far as he did. I managed to leave the cafe. I woke.

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I was walking down the main street in my home town. I was in summer clothes but I was browsing the shop windows and looking at the Christmas paraphernalia. It was December! I sneaked into a store and found myself wanting to buy cigarettes but shot out of the door when I came to my senses. Behind the main street shops was another street although what I saw there was scaffolding or what appeared to be scaffolding, it was actually traywork on which electrical cables are fixed in industrial applications. High up this traywork were a group of people pulling along a large amount of new cables, sorting them out and fixing them to the tray. They were all young women and were being supervised by someone I knew some years ago but who had died earlier this year. In life he hadn’t been an electrician. I climbed up the traywork to see what the job was all about but when I arrived at the top I found myself on a very high wall. I was stranded on top of this wall and had no way of getting down. there was an opening in another wall close by but it was well out of reach. I leaned over and found the wall I was on beginning to bend! It was a brick wall and it consequently began to break up. Just as it gave way completely I managed to clamber through the opening of the adjacent wall. I woke up.

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Being an electrician I sometimes have dreams about electrical things. In this dream I had the task of installing a cable that would reach into another room in this large house. The cable was of a fixed length so I needed to plan the route carefully. The chosen path however left me unable to drill through the final wall beneath the floor to reach my destination because the wall was far too thick for any length of drill bit. There was however an alternative route which meant pushing the cable through an existing conduit which ran almost exactly to where I needed the cable to be, however it was disjointed and there appeared to be a circuit already inside it. My sister and I, (don’t ask) decided to investigate anyway but during this time the dream was broken so I have no idea if we were successful in accomplishing the task. Whilst looking around the site I discovered a small fish pond which had been completely frozen over. Beneath the ice were two ginger tabby cats scratching away in an effort to escape from drowning. I wondered how they had gotten stuck beneath the ice. I dashed back to the house and asked my sister for something to break the ice and she handed me a piece of the electrical conduit that we had discovered beneath the floor. I dashed back to the pond thinking the cats would be dead but nevertheless I smashed my way through the ice and both cats climbed out seemingly unharmed but covered in their own blood as they had been scratching each other in the process. I awoke.

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Two small dreams this night. The first was very strange. It involved my eldest sister. I was looking out of the bay-window of my house (I do have a bay-window) and there below the window was my sister curled up like a dog in what looked like a large basket. In fact it wasn’t a basket at all but scraped out soil lined with grass and leaves, much like a bird’s nest. Somehow I was reaching out to her through the glass and pleading with her to come inside. I tried to enlist the help of my youngest son who was with me at the time but she wasn’t having any of it and stayed where she was. At this point I awoke to visit the toilet. The second dream was one of those ‘being chased’ ones. I was riding a bicycle down this dirt-track between two old houses when I stopped suddenly. There in front of me, about fifty metres away was, what I thought, a car. However this car seemed very strange indeed. It looked transparent but solid at the same time. It had no windows and was uniform in colour. I could see no driver or passenger inside, in fact I couldn’t see inside. It was pointed in my direction. It looked menacing and I was quite afraid. Its two front doors opened but nobody emerged. I was expecting someone to come out and chase me so I turned and rode away. I got but a couple of metres when the car re-appeared in front of me again and threatened me in the same way as before. I again turned but this time I abandoned the bicycle and simply ran down the track in the original direction I was riding before. The track turned to the left and it seemed as though it ran behind old brick buildings but in fact I could not see any structure on the right hand side of the track. There was a two metre high brick wall on the left which had openings in it. I turned to see if the car was following me and although I could hear it I couldn’t see it. I thought I would dash into one of the wall openings but changed my mind and continued running at a fast pace down the track into the distance. The track was undulating and filled with pot-holes and as I ran its length it began to get darker all around, not because it was nighttime but it just got darker. The further I ran forward the darker it got, like it gets when going into a thickly wooded forest but more so. Eventually it got so dark it was as black as pitch and I couldn’t see a thing. I stopped running and turned to my right to see a small bright dot on the horizon just like the opening of a very long tunnel which gets larger as you approach. It was very far away but the light shining into it formed a long cone-shaped beam which shone into the darkness without illuminating anything. Before I could make up my mind as to whether I should make for that source of light I was again awakened by the need to visit the toilet. I had no further dreams that night or if I did I cannot remember them.

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My dream this night went something like this……I was in my bedroom, I think I was in my nightie and was either getting into bed or just getting out when two women came into the room and inspected the bed. They were wearing outdoor clothing. I knew the women but couldn’t remember their names or where I had seen them before. There was a baby involved and I think it was mine. One of my sons and I, I think it was the youngest son, were involved with some task but we had to hide what we were doing from other people. I am not sure why or even remember what we were supposed to be doing. All I can remember is that it had something to do with the baby and these two women were not supposed to know. I did remember that the baby had wet itself and needed a change of nappy (Daiper) but I had to get out of the room. That is the end of the story! Although it was a short dream it seemed to last far longer when I was dreaming it but then I suppose that is true for all dreams.

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These events were not dreams. Sitting alone quietly in a lounge at home one day just reading when I heard the noise of what seemed to be someone walking about upstairs startled me. I was a little apprehensive but went to investigate anyway. I found no-one there and nothing out of the ordinary. On another occasion I was sitting in the room we call the family room but essentially it is the room in which we eat our meals. The door leading to the hallway to my right was open so I could see the stairway side-on. The television was on whilst I was eating my lunch and I noticed movement in my peripheral vision on my right and thought I saw a black shadow moving up the stairway. On turning my head to the right there was nothing there. I live in an old house that does sometimes make noises when the central heating is on otherwise it is completely silent. The day I heard movement upstairs was at a time when the heating was off as it was summer and as for the shadow, well it would be impossible for a shadow to move up the stair wall unless there was a strong light source and an object that was moving, neither of which are possible in our hallway.

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This dream like all dreams seemed to last a long time but in reality it was very short in length. What happens, in my mind at least, for the rest of the night I have no idea. The story took place inside my house but in my dream it did not resemble the house at all. The rooms were larger but without any defined dimensions. Now I live in a large house with quite large rooms so these rooms seemed enormous in my dream. On the ground floor was a couple of shops and a small area in front of them which led to a wide stairway on which people were ascending and descending. I found myself on this stairway jostling and being pushed about as I tried to climb its steps, which I eventually did manage. Throughout the dream I was wrestling with the behaviour of all the young people who were moving about the place. On the first floor was my youngest son. He was running the vacuum cleaner over the carpets on the huge landing and into what I assumed was his room. He looked about ten years old (he is presently 26) and his actions were completely out of character for him as he was at that age. I got caught up with the electrical lead to the cleaner and struggled to get free but he was unmoved and carried on regardless. I finally reached the top floor and went into what used to be a bedroom for me which was filled with all my possessions and was always kept locked. Despite that, the room was empty of furniture or anything else but there were a few youths, my eldest son’s friends, milling about around the old sash window which had been broken. It was hanging by a screw and fell to the floor. The youths were throwing small balls at the opening that was left and as I peered out they continued to pelt me with the balls. They went down a stairway which went to the ground outside the house but it all seemed as though it was inside the house. This window and another on a lower floor had been (in the dream) the only two windows that had not been replaced when the house had been refurbished the previous year and all the other windows had been replaced. I decided to withdraw the money to have them both replaced but the amount I needed to spend was enormous. I used a different supplier but the price was still high. The dream ended there when I woke to go to the toilet.

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