Once again had such a myriad of strange dreams that i felt uneasy all day. Much of my dream was spent in a giant second hand shop, full of really sad, nostalgic stuff and also really amazing cheap clothes. This is a frequent theme in my dreams. Probably last night it was because me and mum watched a programme about the ways that layydees in the war got around clothes rationing by making outfits from old sheets and stuff.... one misguided suggestion showed a lady make a swimsuit from 'Nine white facecloths, complete with pocket for dry biscuit' (??!!!) It made us laugh a lot, her complete arse cheeks were hanging out of the bottom! Not to mention the thought of it actually getting wet!! it was almost see-through anyway, and completely baggy! she'd have more to worry about than keeping her biscuit dry i tell thee!! crazy days!
Mum, dad and i are now completely engrossed in our latest series, "Jewel in the Crown"-set in India during the war and the fall of the Empire. but I'm sure there'll be more on that later (I know, I know, but it sounds so exciting, well it IS, so you should be holding your breath until then...)
I also dreamt, in what I am pretty sure was my first ever 'space' dream that I was released into space while hiding in a space capsule from an evil robot (yes, that's the technological stage that my brain has advanced to, 1950's sci-fi has just suddenly entered my subconscious). It was really relaxing floating through space. I think it shows the profound effect that wall-E has had on me.
Lovely wall-E.
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