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On some kind of day trip involving a boat. Long barge moving lazily through waters. Docking at Diglis Island (larger in real life?) - but again the same grey skies as in the above dream. Going to pick someone else up. I am glad they are coming, whoever they are. Disembarking from the boat - stepping on foam squares floating in the water? An image of a bleak interior - possibly of the boat - feeling like an basement or a cellar, damp and black.
I think it's some kind of trip to see the cricket - that's the feeling anywhere. Walking up the stairs in a building - images of wood. "This way if you're not paying for anything" - a man ushers us in. Are we not supposed to show some kind of card or ticket? The man does not seem bothered.
In a large bar area. Sitting down. Has it really been this easy to get in?
(I think the following is connected to the same dream) - needing the toilet. The bar / cricket club does not have one. Walking down the street to use the public toilets, located on City Walls Road, running into Raz. Explaining to him where I am going. There is some discussion - I think - about why I don't use the toilets in a nearby pub rather than using the public toilets.
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