Dreaming

I am a spectator in the audience at an arena. Bob Castle is on stage in a white, soft, fluffy dressing gown with his clothes on underneath. Tom is next to me. Some of the audience – those closest to Bob – are also wearing white dressing gowns. There is a woman in front, but slightly to the right of Bob; she loves him. A bubble is placed around the woman; the bubble is made of thick, transparent plastic-type material and looks as though it has been inflated around her. There is a man in there with her, but he’s only there to burst the bubble when it’s time for her to come out. After a while, he bursts the balloon. The woman looks a little confused, but she is ok.

To the right of Bob, and a bit higher up, something is happening with water. Water has gone into an area; it’s reacting like a domino and falling across to the next area. I stand close by and watch it happen; I find it really funny, especially when it drops down onto the people below who aren’t expecting it. Some of the people get wet, and I laugh hysterically!

I remember that I am going to Katrina’s in the morning and realise that I need to tell her I can’t make it, as I will be in Australia. I’m uncertain if I’m going alone or with Tom. I go back over to Tom and tell him that I need to go home to start packing. I have a small suitcase with me, but I know I need a much bigger one. I start to think about whether I will need to pack winter clothes or summer clothes and realise that as it’s winter here, it will be summer there. I’m excited about going to Australia; it feels good, and I have a warm feeling inside at the thought of it.