November 5th 2019. Someone advises - 'Try the trick of placing a folded sheet of blank paper in front of the monitor. It really works!' November 6th 2019. In a queue at the bank. Eventually a window is free for me. I walk the vast distance across the room toward the teller. I exchange … Continue reading dream diaries… 74
October 31st 2019. Claya R. is at the foot of the ladder. I am some rungs up, but not too many. There's a long way to go yet before I reach the window. The window is ajar. "If you just get in and then open the front door, let me in," she says. November … Continue reading dream diaries…73
September 19th 2019. Rising up out of Monument metro station. The steps are greasy. The final strains of some saxophone jazz. There is a dead wasp on a step. It has lost almost all colour. When I reach Grey Street the sax noise falls away and I see that it came from a tape machine … Continue reading dream diaries…72
September 15th 2019 P. Brady is working in Tynemouth on a building site. It is a pleasant surprise to see him in a local bar one night. He hasn't changed in nearly 25 years. As the last bell sounds I ask him what he's doing in the morning - I'm playing a gig on the … Continue reading dream diaries… 71.
July 8th 2019. I've been sleeping along with my brothers in a small, upstairs bedroom in an unfamiliar terraced house. Dad is downstairs. He is making a lot of noise in the kitchen. "Come on! Get up!" He is in a strange mood. I shuffle around the house in a blue sleeping bag quite disoriented. … Continue reading dream diaries…68
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