Suddenly the doors of the great old manor are opened. A grey day. Autumnal leaves on the ground. I am with other people Jordan from work. Other people from Gtech. I ask if I am allowed in but suddenly don't care about the answer. I race excited into the house . A huge stairway. Dark rooms. The house is used by Gtech for photo shoots. I race up the stairs exploring rooms. Other people follow. A room full of pianos. Someone starts playing - messing about. Then someone starts to play the piano properly. Someone says 'typucal of him to start playing!' in a jokey fashion. A room on the first or second floor at the front of the house. Large. Floorboards. Another room where plants have got in - an explosion of green leaves and tendrils. Karen is also here now. I say to her we must find the attics. More rooms - one filled with chairs and tables like some vast workplace canteen the rooms change - suddenly I am in the pavilions shopping centre in Uxbridge. This displeases me - I want to go back. I return into the rooms of the house
Karen no longer wants to search for the attics. She is cold and distant towards me. 'i don't think we should see each other for a while. She offers a time span '73 days or minutes. I realise she means for this period to be permanent. For some reason I am not bothered by this.
After I have left the house? Walking along batten hall road. Thinking how strange it will be to pass by the house tomorrow. It is the house at the end of batten hall road - this actually bears no resemblance to the house I was exploring but is somehow the same one.
Jodie Whittaker in the dream?
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