Sweet Dreams

[Top Pair Ace Kicker]

Three nights ago, I had a very nice dream. It involved me, Lyndsey Dawn Mckenzie and a bottle of baby oil. Quite strange as I hadnt even been thinking about LDM for, ooh, I dont know, a couple of days? Anyway, after I explained the mess in the morning to the wife, I thought no more of it.

Then a couple of nights ago I had another dream, this time involving me and Mandy out of Hollyoaks, a hospital bed, a nurses uniform, and not much else! This time there was a sort of connection, as I had downloaded and browsed next years Hollyoaks catalogue before going to bed. (Not as good as the last couple of years by the way, Steph is photographed in it for goodness sakes, and NO, repeat NO Lisa! I mean I know she has now moved onto Hollyoaks late at night or whatever it is called, but come on!) Anyway, where was I? Oh yes. The dream with Mandy was also notable for me being in a car in the US driving past a fantastic Starsky and Hutch themed restaurant, but deciding not to stop there, but instead stopped at an open air cafe type place opposite which was busy, and served nothing but ice cream in bread rolls. Not sure why, and im not sure how I went from this to having sex with Mandy from Hollyoaks, but there you go.

I suppose it would have been too much to ask for the dream to have me having sex with Mandy whilst being covered in the Ice cream, but I think I will have a word with my brain to see if it can be organized for next time.

So anyway. After suddenly having a couple of nights of these fantastically sexy dreams, which I hadnt had previously I tried to think why, and the only thing I could think of was Horlicks. No really.

I am a notoriously poor sleeper. Most nights I dont even feel tired until about 1.30 and I usually drop off about 2 or later. Now when the wifes alarm goes off at 5.50 this means I have to get by the next day having had about 4 hours sleep. It makes me tired all day but when it comes to going to bed the next night, BING a little switch comes on in my head and says "OY TOP PAIR! NO! You've had all day to go to sleep, and now I feel like doing something" So its wide awake time again, until I shout "enough!" and force myself up the stairs into bed, whilst trying to avoid stepping on a couple of cats in the dark along the way.

Then on Sunday I remembered we had a jar of Horlicks in the cupboard. Now this promises a good nights sleep, so I decided to give it a go, and BINGO! Not only am I getting a good nights sleep, but I am having wicked dreams along the way!

Now all was fine until last night. DISASTER! We had almost run out of milk! Aaaaaargh! I had to go to bed without my new found milky friend. In fact the only drink we had was Lucozade! Oh great! not only am I almost guaranteed not to get a good nights sleep, my head is bound to be buzzing round like a fly on speed as soon as i hit the sheets.

And so it proved. Waking up this morning I know I didnt have any sexy dreams, but I do remember being on a tv quiz show (sorry, i cant remember the quiz master, but im sure he was very good) which I ended up walking out of, and being chased by a security guard after I was caught trying to nick something (I cant even remember what) Then I escaped from the studio and bumped into Alex Parks the winner of Pop Idol or X-Factor or similar a couple of years ago, who was hiding in the bushes at the entrance of the studio waiting for someone. (possibly even the security guard. She was female)

So that wasnt much good. I think on the way home from work tonight I'm going to get myself a nice 4 pinter of milk to make sure I dont run out again for a few nights yet.

Either that or start having sex with the wife.

[Terminator]

Got to say, you have some real kick ass dreams, all I get are boring ones mainly, and I can't remember most of them. Just out of curiousity mate, what was the quiz show you were on in your dream?

[Top Pair Ace Kicker]

I'm not sure. It wasn't one thats on the TV now.

I do remember I was sitting up in bed with the camera pointing at me, whilst someone was applying something (I think it was bandages?) to my face, whilst the host said I looked ok then went along to the next contestant who was sitting in the bed next to me. I think it might have been Les Dennis. Perhaps it was "Hospital Family Fortunes"?

I think I must have something about hospitals stuck in my subconcious at the moment as it seems like every week recently I have been told of someone either I know, or someone that someone I know, knows, has either died or been injured.

I cant wait for tonight. I think I will skip my tea and go straight to bed!

[Terminator]

You certainly got hostpitals on the brian mate, first it's nurses outfits, then it's Les Dennis in a hostpital. Not the kind of thing I'd fantisise about, hot chick in a nurses outfit....YES, but I'd be a a little bit worried about the Les Dennis thing. But each to their own I suppose...... you'll be dreaming about Bruce Forsyth taking your temperature at the doctors surgery next!
Heh heh, what ever bakes your spud mate!!