(As part of a drive to vary the content on this blog from either Dr Who, Media Centres or Apps, I’m going to start documenting the snippets of dreams that I still remember in the morning).
The first part of the dream was too hazy, but I know it involved a school, and was probably another one of my ‘back being a youth leader on summer camp’ nightmares. It’s starts properly with Glenda the Goodwitch flirting with a centaur in one of the school rooms. I think the Centaur looked a bit like her husband Scott, so that was OK.
Leaving them to do whatever they were going to do, I was suddenly in the car, driving some kids from the camp into town. The town looked decidedly Belgian, like the historic architecture of Bruges, but the car park was a boring modern affair. It then cuts to returning to the car, but the kids have gone and so has my car.
After what felt like half an hour of panicking, I suddenly noticed something happening in one corner of the car park. On closer inspection, it was none other than Thom and Ed from Radiohead, performing a small puppet show set to music from Kid A. It was small but quite spectacular, and was obvious that they’d practiced a lot.
When the show was over, I realised that the chap standing next to me in the ankle length red corduroy coat (!) was in fact Jeremy Keith. He looked up thoughtfully, stroking his chin and exclaiming “Yes, that was really rather excellent”. I knew it was all going to be OK.
Then I woke up.
- Posted: 09 Jan 2010
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