I woke up in something of a panic this morning, glad to find myself in bed in Beetley, and to realise it was all a dream.
Or to be more accurate, a nightmare.
During that long dream, I was living in a tiny council flat on a large estate in the city of Manchester. My neighbours all looked like various members of the band Oasis, and were standing on the long balconies of the block dealing crack and heroin to a neverending queue of eager customers.
When I tried to go out to the shops, they blocked my path, and mocked my London accent.
I just wanted to get back to Beetley, and couldn’t understand what I was doing in Manchester, or why I didn’t have Ollie with me.
Despite my relief at waking up from this dream, I am completely flummoxed as to why I would be dreaming about something like this in the first place.
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You should visit someone who is able to interpret such dreams. Maybe in a former life you lived on another planet, Pete! 😉 Sorry, a little joke, but for sure interesting dreams. xx Michael
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I sometimes feel as if I had many other lives, Michael.
Best wishes, Pete.
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The detail you recall is incredible.
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It has always been like that for me, Jennie, ever since I was young. And I haven’t been to Manchester since the early 1970s, but knew I was in that city.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Wow! You have a gift. Really. Best to you, Pete.
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In my dream, I was in a bookstore somewhere in the U.K. The employees all looked like various characters in an Agatha Christie novel, and were busy digging into boxes full of Pete Johnson books, trying to keep up with a neverending queue of customers eager to buy the latest collection of crime stories.
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That sounds like a great dream to me, David. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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not to have Ollie would scare me, too! weird dream.
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Thanks, Wilma. It was a rather frantic dream, and I was happy when I woke up.
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Extraordinary. I wouldn’t recognise the members of Oasis if I saw them in real life.
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I don’t like those men very much, Peggy. That’s probably why they featured as villains in my dream.
Best wishes, Pete.
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You do write from the perspective of one of the characters in you stories. Warmest regards, Theo
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Perhaps I am beginning to blur fiction with reality in my sleep, Theo?
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Sleep is the best place to blur reality and fiction. Warmest regards, Theo
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Doesn’t sound like a fun dream at all Pete! Did you eat some spicy food before bed?? I can’t usually explain my dreams either, but I’m always happy to wake up out of a bad one and realize it was only a dream!
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It wasn’t spicy food this time, though it did have a LOT of garlic. (Chicken Kiev) 🙂
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Aha! The garlic strikes again! 😁
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A new category. ‘Garlic Dreams’. 🙂
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How bizarre! Perhaps the bloggers are right, and it is a plot for a new story. Have you been listening to Oasis or watching a documentary about Manchester or something? I must say my mind comes up with some bizarre scenarios sometimes, but… Good it was all a dream!
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I am not really a fan of Oasis, or Manchester, Olga. I find this dream very hard to explain.
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At least it wasn’t Birmingham and Black Sabbath.
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Yes, that would have completely ruined my day, David.
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It is amazing you remember this nightmare so well, Pete. I rarely remember dreams, good or bad.
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I recall every dream, Robbie. The good ones and the bad ones.
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That’s interesting. When they feel so real____Is there a parallel universes? When they are so real I wonder. LOL
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Fellow blogger Janet (tidalscribe) believes in parallel universes. She often mentions that on my dream posts.
Thanks, Pejj.
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My expereince is to close my eyes and I see things from somewhere…sometimes things show up. My ex gave me The complete works of William Shakespere. I saw the linen , the photo on the inside 2 1/2 years before meeting him. Lately its people and things coming towards me. I watched Uncle Harvey’s death like a move and knew my parents would tell the folks in the mourning. When your a little kid its something you do, and you feel its normal.
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Maybe because you have been worried about Ollie? My dreams are odd lately too.
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It could be an ‘Ollie dream’, Carolyn.
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Manchestaaar, ai, ai …
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Did you ever make it to The Hacienda, Stevie? 🙂
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No, can’t say that I did. We sometimes go there for concerts; usually the Manchester Arena.
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I haven’t been since the 1970s, and that was for work. I always thought it was a horrible city, quite depressing.
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It doesn’t do much for me either, although I do like some of the older buildings.
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My dreams are usually about being lost in a building…..cool dream….sounds like the making of a serial, yes? chuq
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I’m not sure I was considering a serial in Manchester, chuq. I can’t stand the place! 🙂
I haven’t been there since the mid-1970s, and I am in no hurry to ever go back.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Yeah it’s weird…It kind of makes sense about Oasis. Manchester. The drugs. The Gallagher boys. I love Oasis, though.
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I like some of their songs, but the brothers are horrible. Both come across as insufferably arrogant when interviewed.
Thanks, Pam.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Creative folks have the most bizarre dreams. It does prove that living in Beetley and having Ollie are very important to you.
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That could be it, Darlene.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Your mind is always looking for a story, Pete. So I wouldn’t worry about your dreams!
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I hope it was a story, and not a prediction, GP. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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I don’t believe dreams have that power.
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I was driving again, one of those dreams where you find you have no control over the speed of the car no matter how hard you press the accelerator! At least I wasn’t in reverse which is a frequent dream, when I cannot brake! But somehow never seem to crash into anything! Dreams are weird… 🤯
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They certainly are, Jude.
Best wishes, Pete. x
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It sounds like you had an anxiety dream.
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I was fairly anxious during the dream, that’s for sure Liz.
Best wishes, Pete.
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You must have watched the BBC last night.
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I was watching recorded episodes of The Repair Shop before going to bed, nothing Mancunian. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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Interesting! It never ceases to amaze me how irrelevant time, as we ‘normally’ perceive it, is in dreams: I often wake from a dream, feeling like I’ve been asleep for many hours, only to find that it’s only 2 or 3 o’clock. Thankfully, I can usually manage to go back to sleep thereafter. Cheers, Jon.
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Yes, even the ‘longest’ dreams are probably only a few minutes long, and just before we wake up.
Best wishes, Pete.
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Your brain is sending you plots for new serials!
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Could be, but I don’t want to be one of the characters. 🙂
Best wishes, Pete.
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