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…

News

Tom returned from yet another weekend away yesterday – his eighth in the past six months, on top of a seven-day skiing holiday, countless nights out, and his usual three evenings a week at the pub. This weekend’s trip was to a family wedding. Annie and I were invited, but not my other children. When…

Cinderella

Dreaming I am living with my mum and dad. I am angry because I do all of the childcare and housework. My children are their children. Mum and Dad sit around doing nothing while I do everything. The door knocks; a man is there, a salesman. I ignore it and get Dad to answer it….

Never-ending

Dreaming Tom has invited his friends over for dinner at my home. There are to be two couples, making a total of six of us for dinner, and they are arriving at 8 o’clock. Tom goes to the shop to buy some food and brings back a bag of shopping, which he gives to me,…