Just now I was rereading your post on this thread while looking for something.
And you look stylish in them, too....
That's very specific. Where does such a garment appear in your waking ife?
And I'm at the age that thinks 'they don't look warm enough'
I had a dream very much influenced by @Dick Turpin 's post on another thread. I was staying the night in a very, very old pub, very atmospheric. In the room was a TV, and video recorder. There was some sort of script somewhere, and guests were encouraged to act out the script and record it, am dram, and we (not sure who I was with, a small group I think) played back the videos to watch everyone else's versions of acting out the same play in the room.As a new year treat, I took Mrs DT for a new year’s weakened away to an ancient inn, in rural Suffolk. I tried to book the Crown inn, in Bildeston, which is a well-known haunted pub, but they were fully booked, so we booked into a 15th Century inn a few miles away. I googled the inns name and history, and no ghostly tales were to be found, I thought okay never mind (well not every ancient inn has to have ghosts do they
However, at the hotel and right outside our room, I noticed a small glass display cabinet. The cabinet was empty save for a curios looking thing sitting on the middle shelf. I opened the cabinet and took the object out and discovered it was a small set of binoculars. On looking through them I discovered they were infra-red. It was quite spooky looking up into a darkened hallway in a very old building with those infra-red glasses on. I assumed they were for guests who were caught short during the night and had to nip out to use the bathroom (no ensuite bathrooms you see).
Couple of hours later, I’m sitting at the bar chatting to the barmaid and I’m asking her about the history of the place, and jokingly asked her that as the building was so old, was it haunted..? - all I got in return was a smile and the words “no comment”.
Later that evening, we went off to do a bit of exploring on the upper floor of the pub. We came across a door in a secluded part of a corridor. It couldn’t be a bedroom as the door had no number on it, so I assumed it was a bathroom or toilet, I tried the door handle and it opened and discovered that behind the doorway a set of stairs leading up to the pub’s attic, although it didn’t look as if it ever used. There was no light switch, so I shone my mobile phone up the stairs, but couldn’t see much, so closed the door again, but from what we could see stairwell was undecorated – it must be used for storage I thought.
The next morning the barmaid who has served us the previous afternoon was serving breakfast, and I asked her about the door. Her eyes widened and she asked me to stay away from that part of the pub. I told her that I had opened the door as it was unlocked, and she looked worried. Did you go up the stairs she then asked me, no was my reply as it was too dark, and we couldn’t see a light switch anywhere. She looked relieved when I said that. I’ll tell the caretaker to lock it right now she said. Served us our food and rushed off to obviously to speak to someone about getting that door locked.
Wonder what they were hiding up there…?
In any case as the hotel was in Suffolk, it reminded me very much of the short MR James story “Rats”
I just read my scribble, "I was winetasting in Spain". Last year I did go winetasting in Spain, and I bought a very nice bottle, which I opened for new year, obviously provoking the dream, of which I only have a very vague memory, and only after reading my scribble.
One of his symptoms is that he has long bouts of coughing ... sometimes in the night which usually wakes me up.
I'm sorry about your terrier, @Stormkhan.Hmmm.
I dreamed I was seriously ill - I knew that I was going to die from a heart attack soon! For some reason, I was explaining this to my (years) deceased dad. Bizarre - he was wearing a bushy beard, which I'd never seen him in EVER! I started to gasp and was trying to hide it from my other relations present ... then I woke up.
One explanation is that my ol' Jack Russel is going to die soon. He has an irreversible heart condition and won't last long.
my ol' Jack Russel is going to die soon. He has an irreversible heart condition and won't last long.
It's still difficult to lose a beloved pet.
I'm sorry to hear this about the dog. They do grab your heart, don't they.Hmmm.
I dreamed I was seriously ill - I knew that I was going to die from a heart attack soon! For some reason, I was explaining this to my (years) deceased dad. Bizarre - he was wearing a bushy beard, which I'd never seen him in EVER! I started to gasp and was trying to hide it from my other relations present ... then I woke up.
One explanation is that my ol' Jack Russel is going to die soon. He has an irreversible heart condition and won't last long.
Brian Murphy made a charming cameo appearance in The Bill as a costumed Christmas elf.
His character was locked up for public drunkenness and when he sobered up he begged to be released because The Boss was swinging by to collect him for work.
He was eventually bailed and staggered off across a snowy car park, where his footprints stopped halfway to the gate...
Cue puzzled bobbies, theme music.
Here's the IMBD page on it -
When the Snow Lay Round About
