Dream a little dream of me?
Other people's dreams are dull, but, as this is my blog and nobody really reads it, I'm going to be (extra) self indulgent.
I have a recurring dream that Libby Kennedy from Neighbours and I are best friends. For anybody who needs a gentle refresher as to who she is, Libby is the journo daughter of Karl and Susan Kennedy, brother of Billy and Mal, widow of Drew and mother of his child. I found her an incredibly annoying character, having been addicted to the soap from the age of four to about eighteen (when I went travelling for three years). However, subconsciously, on a regular basis she would be my night time companion and we would do everything that best friends would do together. We have been on holiday, nights out, discussed relationships and have dealt with the time Lucy Robinson got trapped in the well at Lassiters, then went blind - twice.
Last night, we were both backing dancers at a Kylie concert. It was incredibly vivid. The pint-sized pixie kicked off the concert with a crowd rousing rendition of 'I Should be so Lucky'. It started off as an instrumental and then was sung entirely by the backing singers (probably some perverse copyrighting in my mind). Kylie cavorted around with flame swallowers and various scantily clad, muscular men, whilst Libby tried to teach me the dance steps that we were performing. My feet were uncooperative and the dream ended with Kylie stopping the concert in front of the stadium crowd and yelling at me and Libby.
Does anybody else have dreams in which they are friends with a TV/ Literature/ film character?
Labels: Dreams
posted by Kissing just for practice @ 2:56 AM
4 Comments:
Er...no?!
I don't really remember my dreams. When I do, they're really bizarre. The other night I dreamt that a group of Egyptologists were having a cocktail party around the T-Rex at Manchester Museum and a particularly well-renound female professor was singing jazz while draped over a piano. Oh, and the museum had a flashing neon 'Museum' and arrow sign (like Matt & Phred's) outside it.
Heh, I do actually! I dreamt that I was best friends with little Cassie from Skins the other day. She was lovely but quite unhinged - we went to the supermarket to buy ingredients for some cake she wanted to make but then she couldn't remember the recipe.
I once dreamed that Britney Spears stole my rowing boat.
I often have an 'adventure dream' - a bit like the Da Vinci Code but with a more coherent plot line, and that it is urgent I solve it - I'm always a sidekick in these dreams?!!?
Bridge: if I ever become rich and powerful, I will be tempted to recreate that party - it sounds amazing.
L: I had a dream that Eleanor from the Fiery Furnaces was my French exchange partner. She didn't like me very much, and said that from my name she thought I was a boy!?!! Erm... It's Nathalie?!!
Homer: Britney looks like the rowing boat stealing type. Although she'd need a rowing minion...
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