Petrol Station Lands (night of 15/01/2015)

A complicated mish-mash pf images.
At various points of this dream I am with Pam, Jen (?) and Spencer. Much of this dream seems to be set aropund the petrol station on the Old Shoreham Road. Spencer has found pages from an old diary I have kept and is reading them out. The entries are very embarrassing. Someone (I'm not sure who) says that he 'doesn't see why he has to keep reading them out'.
With Pam in a shop. Dark. Evening. Pam talks about being married. She looks older. I tell her I will never experience being married.
In and out of buildings, possibly railway stations that resemble old London tube stations. brickwork and rain. Waiting at one of the railways stations. Do I know when my train is? A feeling of discomfort.
Back at the petrol station. Has there been a murder? Are the police looking for bodies? Vague memories of ticker tape.
I am waiting for everyone else - I am not sure where they are. I stand looking along the Old Shoreham Road. I think of how much this view means to me when I worked here, how often and I stood and longed to be walking up the road after finishing work.
I notice a house just across the road from the petrol station (not there in waking life). The house has been burnt out. Black windows. I start to imagine what it would be like inside; broken rafters, unsafe floors, burnt out rooms. I wonder what it would be like to be inside but conclude it would be too dangerous.