DJ Hitler


I am with friends, trying to escape from enemy territory. We are befriended by partisans who want to take us shopping, then start shooting at us. No option but to make a run for it, I use myself as bait so the others can escape.

 I’m sat on a long bench with Jack Henley and Kriss Kross. We stick our bare feet in a line and wiggle our toes to make a six foot wave. Others join in, making a long line of feet,then link hands and collapse on top of each other laughing. Oriana is upset I didn’t pray for her mothers friend.
At a football match in the changing room with workmates. They all pair up to go and watch the match. I decide to stay and read about accordions, then I need to go and find my missing chimpanzee. I am worried about him.
At a meal with Hitler. The DJ is playing a Nazi inspired set, I recognise Laibach when he plays it. Hitler is in a good mood and I get an extra sandwich. I use scissors to cut open the roasted body of a long necked talking monkey. The skin is tough. Inside is a blue metal fish. When I remove the metal body plate there is very little meat on it.
DJ Hitler
The large Victorian house again. My boss is trying to get into a safe, but can’t figure it out. He messes it up and a message flashes in front of our eyes tells us the police will be here in 3 seconds if he tries again.
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DJ Hitler


I am with friends, trying to escape from enemy territory. We are befriended by partisans who want to take us shopping, then start shooting at us. No option but to make a run for it, I use myself as bait so the others can escape.

 I’m sat on a long bench with Jack Henley and Kriss Kross. We stick our bare feet in a line and wiggle our toes to make a six foot wave. Others join in, making a long line of feet,then link hands and collapse on top of each other laughing. Oriana is upset I didn’t pray for her mothers friend.
At a football match in the changing room with workmates. They all pair up to go and watch the match. I decide to stay and read about accordions, then I need to go and find my missing chimpanzee. I am worried about him.
At a meal with Hitler. The DJ is playing a Nazi inspired set, I recognise Laibach when he plays it. Hitler is in a good mood and I get an extra sandwich. I use scissors to cut open the roasted body of a long necked talking monkey. The skin is tough. Inside is a blue metal fish. When I remove the metal body plate there is very little meat on it.
DJ Hitler
The large Victorian house again. My boss is trying to get into a safe, but can’t figure it out. He messes it up and a message flashes in front of our eyes tells us the police will be here in 3 seconds if he tries again.

Horse in the Window


A theme park built on a volcano. Shifting earthquake underground. Child slave labour trapped as lava rises. 

 
 I’m in a large Victorian house with my family for Christmas. I am also inside the game Wolfenstein Enemy Territory, playing a death match and looking for the best place to camp. I decide on a top floor room with only one entrance, aware however, that a rifle grenade could take me out.
Horse Inside
 
There is horses head sticking out of next doors window. I reach it and it stretches towards me to be stroked, it falls out of the window and lands unharmed and eats scraps from a composting bin.
 
A large Victorian house. It is dark. I am defending myself with a huge butter knife against a ninja James May. I fail and take up boxing. 

Blue Bird of Happiness


A huge blue bird is covering me, mothering me, as I sleep by a river. The bird transformed into two small dolls of parents. These grew. I was then their doll. The mother offered to look after me until I found my own definition of mother. I was sad that she was a surrogate. 
 
Blue Bird?
I am walking through Tiverton and have deja vu from another dream. I’m going to visit a friend but instead sit under a bridge, drinking. I walk back to town for a better view, cutting through a netball game. 
 
There is concert in a hospital ward, a full orchestra. The conductor/surgeon eats a patients sweets. She isn’t happy. I am snogging a nurse in the audience. I can’t find her as the seats are being disassembled at the end of the performance. Leaving the ward, flying to get ahead. A beautiful girl beckons me but is out of reach. We catch each other and hold fast. She says I am all emotion and no brain. 

Throwing bread at Gok Wan


I’m at a photo shoot eating purple bread, looks like its been dyed with beetroot. Gok Wan is the photographer. I throw my purple crusts at him, for a treat. He thinks I am abusing him.

I’m on a crazy bus journey to lunch, the bus swerves all over the road. We park up and the handbrake is removed by a child. A photographer on the bus is having problems getting a steady shot.

Lucid Dreaming


I am at a theatre. There is an animal act on stage. There’s a dog, a ferret and a mongoose. They race across the theatre, through the audience. On stage a kiwi contortionist squeezes into a tiny box.

The Earth is hollow. there is a land that is simultaneously underneath Brazil and the Forest of Dean. the walls of this underground kingdom shake, another reality brakes through. These people are like giants, descended from Vikings. They capture a tiny soldier and call him Centurion.

An Office. I am buying stamps to post some CDs. I buy the wrong value, and the lady behind the counter tries to sell me more stamps than I need. She is upset when I spot her ruse. There’s a gent there too, I realize I am dreaming and Identify them as Loki like tricksters. I decide to walk through the tiny city outside. I slide back a glass door, and weave my way through wooden statues. One is a white violin. I strum it and other instruments resonate to the sound. One of the statues is a tribal man. His eyes follow me. He is alive. He asks “Do you know anything about black magic?” I reply “Sadly, there isn’t much call for it in Woolwich.” and walk on.