June 30th: Whyteleafe. Old time London town: shadowed cobbled streets, high-rise (but Tudor). The buildings so high that the sky is a slot of scudding cloud. Heavy wooden doors, many panelled dusty windows. I am being chased by unseen forces; their boot falls echo off the walls. I push open a door and begin to … Continue reading dream diaries…67
May 31st 2019 'The Dudes' decide to throw a summer garden party. It has a Japanese theme. It is a walled garden with a wooden gate. The hedgerows are hung with paper lanterns. Paper dragons kite from hedges & trees. Pretty flowers border the neat lawns; they bob in the breeze. I am sat … Continue reading dream diaries…66
April 29th 2019 (Edinburgh) A hotel in southeast Asia. The white walls, window shutters & red roof tiles are wreathed in creepers. The sun and shadows play on the walls of a courtyard. There is an aura of old colonialism, faded. A long, white car, with sweeping wheel arches and running boards, idles on the … Continue reading dream diaries…63
March 19th 2019 In a cave, the sunlight fills the opening far behind me. It illuminates the walls. Charcoal & berry juice & ochre depictions of hunt scenes. There are plates of pink gold or red copper half-buried in the walls. The occupants of old were alchemists. March 21st 2019 Scrabbling around in the crawlspace … Continue reading dream diaries…62
September 22nd 2018. Mik T has his left hand wrapped in swathes of bandage from his knuckles to his wrist. Typically of him it is messy & grubby & badly applied. He also jots betting tips on it in pen. He says he has a sure winner at the 4.30 at Brighton & it's … Continue reading dream diaries…39
September 19th 2018. Nick B has had his hair cut; nothing strange there. However, he's had a rather striking bleach job, too! He reminds me of an early 1970s Michael Caine - though, I can't recall seeing him with such a hair style. "It's not such a brilliant job," says Nick B. "I have … Continue reading dream diaries…38
