Dreaming

I am at home and going to make pasta. Greg is with me and breaks the pasta up. I ask him to go and buy some more. He gets in my car, which is yellow, and drives it carelessly and dangerously. When he comes back, my car is ruined, crushed. Greg gets out of the car, and it collapses.

There is a bowl of multicoloured pasta; everyone keeps taking it before it is ready to be served. I decide that, as Greg broke my car, I will drive his, but he has gone to work and taken his keys, so I can’t borrow it.

I am rushing around trying to get ready to have Scott and Lizzie around at 9 am; it is 9.15 am. Abi and Andy arrive here instead of me picking them up as arranged. There is no sign of Susie, even by 9.30 am; she is supposed to be here too. Izzy is having a shower. I go out to my car, and it looks like my car again; it is intact, but if I press down on it, it concertinas in again.