Found it: posted on May 31st 2015 in "Strange dreams". (
http://forum.forteantimes.com/index.php?threads/strange-dreams.40654/page-2#post-1511318) If any passing moderators will excuse the duplication, it reads :-
Here's an interesting one. Firstly, i'm using a borrowed laptop nad realising how much I hate a `computer that doesn't have a mouse and whose functions I'm havin g to work out as I go along. So there will be errors and it will be slow.
For obvious reasons I'm hoping this is not a prophetic or a predictive dream. But just to exorcise it.
dreamt on the night of Thurs 28th - Fri 29th May.
I was in a street which looked vaguely faimiliar and felt comfortably like home, ie somewhere in the N or NW of England. Old Victorian buildings in a town or city centre, walking with a friend. It felt like the commerical or local gov't hub of the town, a bank or town hall feel to it, reminiscent of streets and roads around Albert Square or Manchester Town Hall. (Although a little voice was suggesting "Yorkshire", for some reason. ) the weather had an oppressive "just about to rain" feel to it - summer storm - and the sky was afternoon-dark.
At an intersection of two`streets, a sort of crossroads, we looked over to the right and saw three men dressed in black, Youngish, twenties or thirties. All were dark-haired and bearded and wore headscarves or bandanas in a colour that was predominently red. These were loosely knotted at the back and appeared to have text or writing on. The men had a middle eastern appearance and all were carrying knives `or large swords. One was carrying his overhead asa if poised to cut. The friend with me in the dream got alarmed and said he was going to get out of this, and vanished.
This left me on my own. I looked over to my left and saw a second group of three men, similarly armed and dressed. They looked as if they were waiting for a`signal, as if they were about to break in to a building through a door. Both groups were aware of each other and looked as if they were performing a co-ordinated action. I was aware of being on further than thirty-five yards from either group and knew I'd better get out too.Especially - last memory - when they relaised I was watching! But a growing awareness was there that I should memorise as much of the scene as possible "for later" and tell people, as this `wasn't just a dream.
So - here it is.
I have to say I'm not paranoid about Islam or Islamically-related violence. know no religion can be judged by a small minority of extremist nutjobs (or American Christianity would be damned too). I know it could happen, and while I'm 200 miles `away from the most likely place - London - it could be any British town or city. I don't stress about this and go about life `as normal. It's possible, even probable, there'll be another attack in Britain, but a thousand other horrible things are more possible and I don't stress about those either.
So... why this dream, and why now, indicating a possible act of terrorism, in the north of England, soon...