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Posted by myself on the Tishboard yesterday: Last night's dream was well weird... I'm in Madonna's country house. One half of the room I'm in has rows of pews like in a church, but with a two-seater settee at the front. The other half has nothing but a black leather sofa. In the corner there a television, a microwave and lots of bits and pieces, paperwork and stuff. I see some bank statements and try to sneak a peek but can only make out one account that has about £300 in it. Next thing, Madonna and Guy Ritchie come in. She sits dead close to me on the sofa and he sits behind us in the pews. Cut to... Same house now swarming with waiters, waitresses and various smartly dressed people. Apparently they're getting ready for Madonna and Guy's wedding reception. I wander around and discover a huge kitchen. Cut to... Outside, everyone is lined up and walking past the happy couple shaking their hands and congratulating them, etc. I squeeze into the line and do the same myself. Cut to... An annexe at the back of the house with a small room containing a toilet. I'm just walking out of it when a waiter comes up and tells me he's going to do something to do something bad in the house. I lock him in the toilet and run away. Cut to... I'm pushing a shopping trolley full of letter through the countryside. I arrive at a small circle of houses, push the trolley round them and head back in the direction I came from. Cut to... Somewhere in the Peak District with two guys from the reception. They're arguing about whether or not another guy should have put a satellite dish on his cottage. Apparently he didn't have planning permission and it's in a conservation area. I suggest he should be made to take it down because everyone will think they can get away with it. |
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...then posted this evening: So following on from my Madonna dream the other night, here's something freaky. Last night, I recorded The Dobsons Of Duncraig on BBC1 and watched it earlier this evening. A few of the Dobsons visited this big castle which turned out to be where Madonna and Guy Ritchie had their wedding. Back at Duncraig, there was a scene in a room that was a chapel and had rows of pews, just like in the dream. A visitor showed them an old photo of the staff who used to work at the castle such as the butler, etc. Again this has echoes in my dream. Then there was a guy pushing a wheelbarrow of rocks down a lane, which he dumped in a whole and headed back where he came from. In my dream, I was pushing a trolley down a lane and headed back the way I had come from as well. |
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crazy crazy stuff eh? I have you read about my dream where I saw 3 women at work were all pregnant and then 11 months later the prophecy was fufilled? |
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That dream sounds interesting. I would have had to question that guy as to why he was going to do something bad to the house. |
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doesn't it just make you want to pull your brain through your nose and give it a good shout a la 'what the fuck is this all about then?' ? |
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hahah |
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The police are looking for you, aren't they? |
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No, just 3 stupid women. |
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Three stupid women are looking for you? ;) |
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yeah and they're demanding i pay child support. |
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i always wanted to know what is it that makes those kind of things to us. |
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I had the wierdedest dream last night. You know when people just seamlessly morph into other people and it seems perfectly normal? Mine started off as David Blaine working at an office and ended up as Sophia Copolla. It was so vivid, I was flirting like fuck with Sophia, then I woke up. booo |
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