12.05.22 ND is sat on a bench outside Saint Augustine's, just as he was when I last saw him last, nearly ten years ago. It's as if he hasn't moved. This time though it is a bright May morning and not a wet October evening. This time though I don't walk past, but join him … Continue reading dream diaries…111
24.01.22 Joe K from the old days turns up and I can't help but wonder how I'd never noticed that his name has an echo of Kafka about it - which is interesting to me now as he rolls up his trouser leg to show an electronic tag attached there. He says he's mystified as … Continue reading dream diaries…110
11.11.21 JJ is hosting a garden party for all the teachers, parents and children. She brings plates of sandwiches and cake from the house and wiggles her way through the crowd; everyone is elbow to elbow; drinks are spilled on lapels and sleeves and down the fronts of summer dresses. The vegetable patch is trampled … Continue reading dream diaries…109
22.10.21 As the plane begins to pick up speed on the runway I discover, with some horror, a loose molar. We soar into the sky at an incredible angle and I work the tooth out with worrying ease. A woman and an Alsatian are sat beside me. The woman wears tweed and is sleeping. The … Continue reading dream diaries…108
07.07.21 Kids, high-pitched, sticky faced, blitzed on jellied sweets and cake, run around the airport lounge. Magazine racks and display cabinets are pulled to the floor and the air rings with nursery rhyme. I am looking through my pockets for Kelly H's address - I had it once, long ago - I would like to … Continue reading dream diaries…107
10.06.21 Spotty John, the local street-level weed dealer, shuffles up and down the beach front in his regulation grey sweats. My, he's piled on the pounds. He wheezes by the railings. The tide is out and the rocks are crowded with out-of-towners, blow-ins and clowns from the city in their inappropriate footwear. They are looking … Continue reading dream diaries…106
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