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Thursday, July 26 2012

I was on a train with Sophie. There was a WW2 theme to this dream. I was thinking of using the toilet and asked it they were unisex. That made an official very suspicious as there was no such term in those days. He took us off the train and searched me. There was a bottle of cider in each of my coat pockets. One was half drunk. He seemed to approve of this, but suggested I throw both bottles away. He put them in a clear plastic bag and then into a bin. Then he had a thought and said maybe

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A bottle of wine

Monday, April 23 2007

I was drinking a bottle of white wine during a weekday evening. I remember thinking to myself that I had to go to work the next morning, so maybe I ought to go a little easy. I still drunk the lot.

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Football-related dreams

Monday, March 1 2004

A goalkeeper was drinking spirits that I had given him before a game, despite being an alcoholic. He poured the drink from bottle to glass and consumed half a bottle while I watched. Manchester United players were refusing to play for the side in a boycott of sorts. They were sitting in the dressing room. Despite all this, the side were winning their games.

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My ex again

Friday, June 6 2003

I've traveled to the States to see my ex, at a hotel she is staying at. It's my birthday and I have a bottle of wine and I am drinking it at a table when a few workfriends suggest we move across and sit somewhere else, so I pick up the bottle and carry it with me. All the time I am aware that she may come downstairs and I am a little nervous and also a bit afraid too. There's a man standing by the toilets and (only in dreams!) he is preparing to paint lines on the road by peeing white

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The Parcel

Wednesday, February 19 2003

I'm walking along a dark street with a parcel under my arm. It is very early in the morning and I have to post the package. I'm aware that my shoe has a little piece of stone stuck in it and at last I'm able to dislodge it and not hear the scraping sound. Then the contents of the package spill out and I'm picking them up with care, putting them back in the parcel. At a counter, paying for a bottle of drink. I'm using foreign currency and working at the exchange rate.

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