'They Don't Make Riffs Like This Any More' (night of 23/05/2024)

I am walking down Derby Road to my old house. I am either having a conversation with someone - oir having an imaginary conversation in my head. I am saying the line 'they don't make riffs like this any more' in  elation to early speed metal - either Whiplash or Possessed - one of the two tracks on the Speed Kills comilations anyway. The track is playing in the background. I look up - there is a naked woman outside of my old house - she has been locked out by someone. I am unsure what I should do.

A Pet Lion (night of 18/05/2024)

 I have a pet lion. I have raised it from a cub. It is still a lion though. What if it turns on me? The lion growls at me. I pet it. Is it fair that I should keep a lion as a pet when it should be roaming free in the fields?

The Single Lock Gate (night of 18/05/2024)

 A lock gate swinging over a wide section of canal. The lock gate does not seem attached to a lock but to a kind of culvert in the canal embankment. The water lazily drifts towards the opening and is then sucked into some kind of subterranean water working.

This does not feel like me in the dream, more that I am inhabiting someone else's memories. Possibly someone's childhood memories? I am fascinated by standing - I think - on the lock gate, near the culvert, because it 'brings me closer to another world' - to that mysterious world of the hidden underground water working. Am I standing on a small 'island' of earth? I throw things (leaves?) into the water and watch them get sucked towards the culvert. This fascinates me. I see in the water beyond the remains of a Christmas tree. Stretching towards it on the surface of the water is some kind of industrial device 'get that medical instrument's someone says from the bank .

I go to reach for this instrument. I remember the Christmas Tree moving in the dark currents. A slow shift away. Then - danger! - the lock gate swings over the water. My balance is precarious and uncertain. I am afraid of falling into the water.

The lock gate swings back to shore. I am safe again, or rather my attention is diverted to the distance - another lock gate further down stream? The lock gate has caused some kind of huge surge of water. I watch the boats near this other lock gate bob and surge in the sudden swell of water 

Someone Falls In Love With Alice (night of 17/05/2024)

 A coach. The coach pulls up into a grey nowhere land. A butch woman says to me she has fallen in love with Alice. Alice is not interested.

In Germany (night of 17/05/2024)

 I am walking along a busy street in a German city. I am slightly disturbed by the fact I do not speak the language. I am aware I am a foreigner. A man has some device with a long wire sticking out. The wire nearly sticks me in the eye.

Maria's Place (night of 16/05/2024)

 I am staying at Maria's house. It is unclear if we are involved with each other. Hadiqa is also here. In this dream she might be her sister. We hear a voice from downstairs - her brother! We must pretend everything is normal. In some kind of bathroom. Hadiqa curled up on the floor, going to sleep.

The Industrial Taxi Driver (night of 15/05/2024)

 I am in a taxi driver with Viv, one of my house mates from mt first term in Worcester, 27 years ago now. The taxi driver has a radio playing. I can see that he is playing Das Ich, a German industrial band. I an see someone sitting in the passenger seat in front. I am momentarily concerned, but then can see it is Viv.

Rhea the Killer (night of 13/05/2024)

The top of Woodsytock Drive in Ickenham. The area around the Gospel Oak, where the medieval ritaual of 'beating the bounds was carried out.

Over the Middlesex Fields. Grey and gloomy skies. Possibly rain. The River Pinn passing under a bridge by the A40. This is somehow connected to the beating of the bounds.

A middle-aged womamn - of indeterminate age. Shoulder length hair. Glasses. She is working for some criminal organisation, and is an assassin. Other people. I am thrilled and frightened to be so close to a killer. Her name is Rhea - Rhea the killer. My notes from when I woke up in the small hours state 'standing at a drumkit' - I cannot remember now if this is me or Rhea.

After she has killed someone she says (in reference to the murder) 'I suppose one doesn't realises this changes things for ever'

Something to do with a train.

Grounds Maintenance At Work (night of 12/05/2024)

Stood outside of work with Alice - but the outside of work is actually the field in Aconbury Orchard. Lots of bushes and tall grasses. Trees in the distance. I am telling Alice that we will need to use the grass trimmers to tidy all the vegetation. I tell her we had to do this last year, Using the grass trimmers on such a tangle of plants would be an impossible job. I am winding Alice up of course. In reality I know that Orville will use some kind of lawnmower.
Walking along the path by the main building. This more resembles work, but over the wall there is water. Leaves floating in the water. One of the Brothers comes along, using some kind of device, like a leaf blower, on the leaves in the water.
A middle-aged woman I do not know.

Taking Photographs of a Huge Moon (night of 10/05/2024)

 Outside of my house with Alice. A huge, beautiful full moon just over the houses. Taking photographs of the moon. Noticing that the photographs of the moon showed the moon as looking different to it in real life - a white space in the centre. I couldn't see the man in the moon.

Half Charlotte, Half Chicken (night of 07/05/2024)

The actress Charlotte Coleman. Dirty feet propped up on a sofa. I look again - Charlotte now seems to have the body of a chicken. There are other grotesque half humn / half animal hybrids about.

Lizzie's Point (night of 08/05/2024)

Alice in the call centre - I have affection for her and she is also annoying me. She kicks bits of rolled up paper at me. I playfully push her This takes place in the old call centre, not the tiny new room the call centre is situated in.

A story on her Facebook feed - possible videos updates. I am unnsure of the time these were recorded - last year? Now? I decide it is now. She does not have very much money, and has decided to go to Cornwall for the day with her Ex Sean. She has gone to 'Lizzies Point' - a shot of Alice walking through a sand dune path on the slope of a valley.

I wake up in my bed. Tiger our old cat is lying on my quilt. I am pleased she is here to see me. A slight ghostly feel to this part of the dream.

Sacrilege Gig (night of 04/05/2024)

UK thrash band Sacrilege are releasing a new version or a re-recording, of their song The Closing Irony - but this time with male vocals. They are playing a gig but it will be hard to for me to get back from. They are playing in Portsmouth. I try and work out if I can get back via the train from Portsmouth to Worcester.

Fragments (night of 04/05/2024)

 A patch of nettles - huge, cool, mysterious comforting. This rectangular patch of giant plants seems located in a vaster darkness - as if it is in a cave. Something to do with magical and the gods. Possibly Apollo?

Uganda or Uraguay or Somewhere Beginning with U (night 03/05/2024)

Uganda - Uruguay - some country that begisn with the letter 'u'. I am visiting with friends. Walking down city streets. Quite rural - patches of trees between buildings. Looking into these untidy tangled groves. I am fascinated by these dark, shadowy arboreal patches. Low buildings, looking almost Maltese or Tunisian. Men in tribal looking dresses. Being warned to be careful by some kind of tour guide? Mud streets. The town has both a rural and industrial aspect to it. A ramshackle but welcomign feel.

The feeling of being in a place where I do not speak the language 

Talking with two girls, one of whom is a student. She is showing me her purple pen she is proud of. I get out my pens to show her - both my Rotring Art Pen and Isograph; - "and if you press just a bit too much, the nib snaps!' There is a young man there too. He asks the girl if she wants to go Roberta, Georgia (the town in America) or soemwhere else.... (I cannot remember what other town was offered). She says Roberta. I ask her if she drives, to which she replies she cannot. I jokingly tell her it is best to go to the other place as everyone drives everywhere in America. I launch into a tale of when I was in Portland, Oregon, for my cousin James wedding, - how you could not even walk to the shops. I am aware I am hoping to impress her. She mentions her 'girlfriend' - ah well, at least it is not a boyfriend. Hass pops up and asks if anyone wants to go to South Africa. I am unsure about this, but it turns out he is unsure if we can as well 

Something to do with being in a lift - travelling to the top floor in an apartment complex. One of the girls needs ir wants something - another pen? Doughnuts or buns?

Indian Man Breaking In (night of 02/05/2024)

I am in a house I do not recognise from waking life, with womeone else, possibly Emily. A stranger has come into the house. Looking down a set of steps into some kind of basement level. An middle aged Indian man is looking upo at me, slightly portly with a moustache. I tell him to get out and go to push him. He is angry with me, and stronger than I realised.

Chinese Restaurant (night of 1/5/2024)

 In a Chinese (?) restaurant with a number of other people including Joe Bird. I notice the music they are playing. It is not the usual background restaurant music, but sounds like some kind of very slow Joy Division-esque post punk.

I have some kind of concern financially about buying a round of drinks. I know that Joe has already bought a round. I just need to buy him a drink and that will mean I do not have to buy anyone else a drink. Joeputs a £5 note back in his wallet. This makes me feel that he is doing the same and I feel better.

Talking to a man, slightly sinister, I do not know in waking life.