Driving

Must

Dreaming I am driving on the motorway between Linton and Elmsford. Right in front of me, I see a plane low in the sky, do a somersault and then crash onto the road on its roof. I gasp, feel shocked and panicked. I brake and pull over, not wanting to go into the back of it. Other cars are hurtling towards it. I get out of my car and walk towards the plane. Suddenly it ignites and part of it blows up. I realise that Olivia’s daughter is on the plane. I feel really scared and upset and pray she’s still alive. I feel that I…

Warning

Dreaming I am driving in my car when warning lights come on, and the car starts to break down. I’m going quite fast at the time and have to pull over to safety. I think I am on the motorway. I pull over and put my hazard lights on. A car comes up behind me,…

Severed

Dreaming I am at the register office in Linton. I am there to collect some papers/document. The cost is £68. The person at the desk isn’t sure this is right but tells me they will be ready later that afternoon. I look at the paper in my hand; it actually says £12. I tell the…

Submerged

Dreaming I am driving my car in the car park in Seabourne to get to the beach. It is a hot and sunny summer’s day around lunchtime, and I thought the car park would be packed, but in fact, it’s fairly empty. There are loads of spaces for me to park at the far end…

Weapon

Dreaming I am in Linton town centre and hear that Julie is dead; she has been stabbed with a knife and died. I have to tell the girls; Rosie is unfazed, but Amelia is quite upset by it. At home, I notice the rubbish – which looks quite like my camping gear and red holdall…

Crossroads

Dreaming I am walking along Chestnut Avenue, further up from my house, with Ant. He looks up into a tree and spots a bird’s nest; it has whitish fluff coming out of the bottom. Ant goes over to it; I don’t know what he’s going to do; this can’t be part of his job. He removes the…

Starting

Tom said that he doesn’t want me driving on the motorways anymore with Annie. He said that my driving is shit and that I will get her killed. There is nothing wrong with my driving; I’ve never had an accident or even so much as a scrape in all the years that I’ve been driving….

Scotland

Dreaming Tom and I are in the car driving to Scotland. Suddenly it is dark, and we realise the rest of the way is down unlit country roads; we’ll be unable to see what direction to go, and even unable to see the road. I know the road we’re currently on and tell him to brake as we’re approaching a junction. The junction is unclear until we’re right there, and if he hadn’t stopped, we’d have been hit by cars coming the other way. I suggest…