08th October 2012 - Slices of Ham

*I am slightly ashamed of how long it has taken me to update the Blog with latest dreams.  I was inspired last night by such an unusual dream, that I thought I would keep a record of it.  I have no way to begin to search for interpretations and when you read on, you'll see why!*


James and I were out in a bar having some drinks.  The bar was extremely busy and popular as Paddy Mcguinness (comedian) was Djing there.  Whilst we were there, we were all asked to write messages to be read aloud by Paddy on slices of ham (like the cheap nasty ham which comes out of packets for sandwiches).  I took mine and James' ham messages up to the DJ stand and Paddy took them and put them with all the others.  In a bid to try and get ours somewhere near the top, I offered him to help sort them into a neater order.  The slices of ham were wet and sloppy and felt horrible to touch.

While I was sorting through the slices of ham, I came across a slice which had been written on by one of my work colleagues, Ian.  I read his message and was disappointed it didn't make sense or mention me in it.  He also was not at the bar, which meant he had left his message on another occasion and I was hurt he hadn't told me to come for a drink.  Suddenly, I was aware of the buffet cart behind me and that it was surrounded by people and now empty.  James had been the last person there and had picked up 3 of the Cinnamon donuts left.  I asked him for one as I hadn't been able to get one for myself and he said no.  A lady carrying a tray with 3 more donuts on (not whole donuts - the scraps from others left overs) on and I grabbed 2 of them, much to the disgust of everyone around me who were also trying to get some.

I was then sat in a beer garden outside, full of people who I know but not very well.  Amongst them was my old drama teacher and his new fiance (who I have never seen or met, but have seen photos on Facebook).  She was in a terrible mood and was not enjoying the party and I saw them about to leave.  I ran after them and he confessed he didn't want to go, but she was forcing him too.  I apologised for not being a better hostess and looking after them better.

There were a few different things that happened in the dream which I cant quite remember in enough detail to write down.  The next thing I remember is purchasing a bag and a magazine for my mum's birthday present.  i had booked to take her to Harrods for Afternoon Tea for her present (which is true in real life), but wanted to give her clues as to what we were doing.  We were walking through London and I had to collect tickets for the tea and I whispered to the helper not to say what it was in front of my mum.  I paid and he gave me the tickets and then said to my mum "Enjoy Afternoon Tea at Harrods".  I was so angry that he had ruined the surprise!

And then I woke up.