Saturday, 11 January 2014
A clear case of real life influencing my dreaming last night.
I got up at 4am to have a tinkle and let the dog out too. When I was standing half asleep in the cold garden, my dog barked at a noise which seemed to come from a neighbours house.
Back in bed I fell to sleep and started dreaming. I was in the garden again and investigating the source of the noise. I climbed through a bush that led into the next door neighbours garden.
Here I found an old French man who was walking around in a small circle sniffing at the air. I called out to him but he totally ignored me.
I then heard a sound from the house and opened the door and saw a man laying on the floor and the house was a mess.
I shouted out, "Burglers! Come on you f**ckers!" Unfortunately I shouted this out in my sleep waking my wife and dog in the process. Oops.
Posted by Max Walsh
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