September 6th 2018 (Northeast England).   Wandering round, lost, in a Dickensian N.W.6 (London), trying to locate my phone. I remember leaving it on a wall in an alley. But what wall? What alley? I am like Wee Willy Winkie in my nightgown!   September 7th 2018.   The dead are lost. They walk around, … Continue reading dream diaries…34 →