I only mention this story again because of the tonguetwister that just occurred to me: “The underpants sex text messages sent by Congressional sex pest to underage page”.
Wow, The Dreaming contained some serious weirdness when I drifted off again between 6 and 7 this morning.
Some people were delivering an aircraft to my door. I didn’t see the box it was in or hear it land or anything, but I knew it was an aircraft. I was asleep on the sofa, not in my own house, but in the house I grew up in. And the delivery person was a little Japanese girl, who came in without knocking. Outside, I was on the drive of my own house again, except someone had put half a yellow Reliant Robin (the back half, half size and upended) next to my wheelie bin.
I assume the triggers for this dream were: feeling really comfortable in bed this morning, my Mum visiting last weekend, and watching ‘Memoirs of a Geisha’ the other evening. No IDEA where that Reliant Robin came into it though.