Thursday, 5 December 2013

Crush a grape

Another fruit related dream last night. This time I was in the small bedroom at my Nan's old house. It was known as the box room. There was a square wooden raised section in one corner that covered where the stairs came up onto the first floor. 

On top of this was growing a grapevine. The grapes were green and the size of tomatoes. I tried picking them but they were still very hard. 

I was next at my old house in Skegness and as I approached it I was throwing up a black coloured cricket ball and catching it. I walked past my neighbours house and dropped the ball in a large puddle of water. 


      
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