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In the sewer

Friday, December 2 2011

A rather unpleasant woman was sitting behind me in my swivel chair. I was looking on a computer at some top secret maps of an area that I wanted to break into. I was in the process of explaining to a colleague that to get in we needed first to get into a drain and then walk along for a while with the sewage that was going to get higher and higher till it was up till our chest. He kept interrupting me or changing the subject to the point that I came to the conclusion that he would rather not go a

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Wrong bus

Monday, October 19 2009

After waiting for a long time for a bus, I got on one and soon realised it was going the long way to my destination. Never mind. I waited for the next one which was actually a coach going to a holiday destination. I thought it was going to be very comfortable, but when I came to sit down there were double seated steel chairs facing each other and no leg room, making this a most uncomfortable journey.

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Riding a bike to the chip shop

Friday, December 12 2008

I got on a bike and rode in to town after hearing that a man wanted to find a decent fish & chip shop. He seemed in a hurry or in a race of some sort and at one point took a wrong turn. My bike was on the point of falling to pieces as it creaked and groaned at every cycle. We both decided to eat at the shop, which had an extrordinarily good restaurant  attached. I was going to abandon the bike outside as it was so old, but had bought it in anyway and rested it against the

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Privacy

Friday, November 24 2006

I was about to use a toilet, but first I flushed it to make sure it was working okay. Lots of sewage bubbled about from beneath an open manhole cover, but nothing overflowed. It was a big toilet with a faulty lock on the door, so I wedged a chair in front of it to offer myself a little privacy.

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The record robbers

Friday, September 16 2005

I was facing the electric chair for doing wrong, but the county sheriff was trying to clear my name. A removal van was parked up outside a house, and when I looked closely I saw that they were in fact robbers who were stealing the occupants record collection.

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My usual recurring dream...

Saturday, July 2 2005

I was standing near a urinal, and not to put too fine a point on it I was using the facilities. To my left there was also water being sprayed At right angles to the urinal and so I had to stand back a little rather than get wet. When I entered the toilet there were little chairs pointing towards the urinals and I was trying to think of what that was in aid of.

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Looking at photographs

Tuesday, August 17 2004

I was in a classroom and I have to find the link between five photographs. I had sat down after finding a spare chair and then everyone else had moved around, rather than sit with me!

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Bits of dreams

Saturday, April 24 2004

Swivel chair. I took an exam and passed. I Drove to a car park with dad up a steep hill. It was morning but pitch black outside. Also, climbing a ladder and then discovering that the bottom of the ladder is no longer on the round but rising into the air.

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Levitation

Monday, October 27 2003

I discovered purely by accident that I had the power to move objects at will. I began by turning the pages of a book and as I progressed I was able to look at objects and simply imagine my hands around them to make them move. I was lifting books up to the height of the ceiling and then lowering them and was able to lift chairs just for the fun of it. People were impressed and wanted demonstrations of my newly discovered skill.

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Big Brother 4 dream

Saturday, June 21 2003

Jon (voted off last night) is looking for his comb and I am trying to find it for him. We look around my garden for it until Bob from work tells me that it is actually on some rock at the end of the garden. There are actually two combs - one has some broken teeth but I take it along anyway. I take my time in telling Jon the good news but he is pleased when I do. By now the combs are in fact small bottles of whisky. I put one that is half full in my pocket and carry the other one. Then

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