Started off with something to do with Dorothy (the old dear that lived next door to me when I was little – lovely lady). She was still living next door (even though she has moved out now) talking about how she had had a lovely new hearing aid put in. Except she hadn’t, but she had had her teeth whitened/filed and also been on a sun bed, plus had a face lift. When she was talking to me and Heather, she she couldn’t quite close her mouth.
She also had some really nice abstract scupltures in her back yard, that kept changing each time we saw her in the dream – which was three times I think.
In between this we were in a cross between an old office and shipton street school (my old infant school). Heather was arguing with an ex boyfriend (who looked like Robin, Charlotte’s ex husband) about I don’t know what outside one of the class rooms, whilst inside me and my brother were juggling writing stuff on a blackboard with cooking some food – a larb thai salad. Apparently there was some penne aribiata left over in a palm sugar container – but it had chicken in it, so it was no good, and plus it wasn’t thai food, so in fact was useless.