Topless London in Back entries: 2013 - 2015

Last night, I dreamt that I was sitting at a table with a few people. To my immediate left is my brother. I then look over to one of the corners and I see an acquaintance of mine, sitting with her baby son. She soon gets up and I find myself holding the boy. I then try and scoop some rather disgusting looking food swimming in sauce on to my plate, whilst trying not to get any over the child. But I still managed to get covered in sauce anyway.

I then dreamt I was in London. I was near the Houses of Parliament, in an unfamiliar street. I found a map, and worked out where to go to catch a train home. I headed off in that direction. I soon find myself at a ticket office, with one hand on a couple of bank notes and the other on my purse.

I get my tickets, and go to hand over a twenty - but not before realising that I don’t recognise the type of bank notes I have. They’re completely different to the pound notes I’m used to. I go to give the staff member my twenty and she snatches it out of my hand. When I look at the change she gave me, I notice she’s given me all notes - the largest being 5000 of whatever-it-is.

I’m a little concerned that she’s given me too much, but I head out of the office anyway. When I’m out on the street, I notice that I’m topless. I have a folder that I use to cover myself, and I’m now practically next door to the Houses of Parliament.

Last updated January 01, 2015