31.3.11

I think Steve Coogan might have been involved, in-character as Alan Partridge.

30.3.11

I dreamt I was hanging round my old primary school/work (I used to clean there before I came to university) and I saw a cute little reptile that was a cross between a snake and some sort of lizard on the road. The cars that went past were avoiding it but I was scared it was going to get run over, and it did - but only on its tail, so it didn't get killed. Just rather hurt.

29.3.11

This was one of those dreams that's messed up and you can't figure out the order of once you're awake. I was on holiday in the States somewhere, at some points it was Florida and others Alabama, and we drove past some giant flamingos... and into Northallerton again, which was the next town on from the ones we were at, meaning I'd lived right next to the USA all my life and not realised. I was also potentially pregnant, though I never found out if I was or not, because I woke up before I did a test or anything. It was a much more casual thing in the dream, though - no one seemed that bothered, not even me: in real life I'd be crapping my pants. And I met Rob Brydon and Steve Coogan, briefly. But then I got talking to who I thought was Steve Coogan and it was actually a woman.

28.3.11

I dreamt that I was in a shopping centre near uni which was more like the centre in Hull near the train station. We were then in the car near Yafforth and Dad accidentally ran over a fox. Its guts went absolutely everywhere. I had to shut my eyes for several hundred yards because I didn't want to see it. When we arrived where we were going (I don't know where that was) I was waiting around outside this garage/service station sort of place and I read in a newspaper that Rik Mayall, Ade Edmondson, Nigel Planer and Christopher Ryan had all been killed in a road traffic accident on the way to their first date of a Young Ones live tour they were doing. At first I was merely horrified, but then I realised above everything else that this meant that Rik Mayall was dead. I started screaming and crying even though I was in public and people were looking. I was never going to see him live, see him in anything else, or meet him.

27.3.11

I don't have a filler dream from Friday night because I'm at home and I left my dream diaries at uni. I dreamt last night,though, that I went to see The Damned in a supermarket, I think. (It was all very confusing...) But they got really upset because they'd had technical difficulties that meant they couldn't play Planet Earth. I'm not sure if they were meant to be Duran Duran by this point.

25.3.11

I dreamt I was in a sort of restaurant with some friends and family, but the only people I know were there for sure were Dad and Amy, and we were looking at a Duran Duran tour poster so I could figure out where they were and when, for me to go and meet them before they went to do their shows.

Coincidentally, they were playing in whatever town we were in that night, and decided to come to the restaurant for their tea. This included Andy Taylor, who I don't think had ever left.

I got to talk to all of them at least a little bit, but mostly I talked to Nick (who had changed his surname to Feather-Rhodes), Roger and John, who had a young daughter with him. When they sat down to actually eat, we left them alone for a bit and I talked to John's daughter instead. She was wearing bright pink shiny leggings kind of like my silver ones. I told her how cool I thought they were and we got talking and became friends.

I got a few photos of the band, but none with them, because I woke up :(

24.3.11

I dreamt that Mr. Schue from Glee was teaching at my old college so I went to talk to him. I wanted to ask him a question about his tour, then I realised Mr Schue. wasn't touring, Matthew Morrison was... I was confused as to whether Mr. Schue was real or whether he was just Matthew in character.

23.3.11

I know JK Rowling was involved... and that's about it!

22.3.11

OH MY GOD my rant just got deleted by problems with the website. I'm not writing that out again! It was just about how inconsistent dream-remembering can be, anyway.

21.3.11

I dreamt I was shopping in Newcastle with Dad and Charlotte, hanging around near the Academy for a bit. It looked different to how it does in real life but I knew where I was. Joel O'Keeffe from Airbourne wandered out of the Academy door, looked around the street, noticed me and made a beeline for me. Excited, I wondered what on Earth he could want.

"If you could be given any present in the world right now, what would it be?" he asked me.

Turned out he was giving me two free Airbourne tickets for their gig in a few weeks' time. He didn't exactly say why but I figured out that it was because he thought I was attractive, and guessed I would like Airbourne by my Iron Maiden t-shirt. I kept hugging him and saying "Thank you thank you thank you!" He was flirting like crazy with me, implying he wanted me backstage after the gig too.

The tickets were weird: small, yellow and rippable. One of them was advertising a Ben Elton show.

20.3.11

I dreamt that another Harry Potter book came out. I'd pre-ordered mine to be delivered, but it only arrived at my house when I'd gone into uni. I couldnt be bothered to go all the way back to read it, so I tried to borrow a copy from Cex which worked like a library. I did managed to get hold of one but when I read it it turned out to be another promotional book instead of the proper one, and it only contained the first chapter, which didn't actually feature Harry at all, sort of like the Prime Minister bit in Half-Blood Prince.

19.3.11

I met Ben Elton at a sort of meet and greet event, because he had written a new book. I told him how cool I thought his books were but we also became friends, hung out a bit and swapped mobile numbers. At around half eleven that night I was looking through the contacts on my phone and I rang him by accident: I cancelled the call but not before his phone started ringing so I was really worried he'd been asleep, I'd woken him up and he'd hate me.

In the morning, though, he rang me back and I thought he was going to tell me we were still cool - but then I woke up to my phone alarm, which I'd forgotten to switch off!

18.3.11

I dreamt that I went to Lightwater Valley and I was desperate to finally go on The Ultimate. It had real trains as carriages, though: you had to open a door, go in and sit down in a similar carriage to the ones on North Transpennine Express trains. Before the roller coaster got going properly, though, I woke up!

16/17.3.11

Two that I can't remember...

(From Tuesday, 8th May 2007)

I dreamt that loads of us Year Tens went camping with my RE teacher Mr Jones. One night we sung loads of Queen songs round the campfire while he played the acoustic guitar. When we sang We Are the Champions I had to move to sit next to Beth, because apparently we had the same shaped mouths and this sounded better when we were singing together. To do this, though, I had to push past Mr Jones, who looked at me really strangely.

15.3.11

Many apologies - I've been all over the place for the last few days, and there've been several non-remembered dreams too, sadly.

I'll bring you up to speed now though, starting with last Tuesday.

I went for a drive in a Land Rover that was a cross between my dad's black Discovery and my friend Rich's white Land Rover. I don't know where we were though, but I was with Rich and my sister Amy.

14.3.11

I dreamt that I dreamt I was in this posh man's mansion with him, and one of his friends who was a girl about my age. He had a mini-museum attached to his mansion so he was showing us around that. In one room there was a dummy in an old military sort of uniform. I could've sworn his hand moved at one point but we dismissed it.

Then, it came to life and attacked the rich guy. Me and the girl tried to help him but we couldn't do anything, and leaving the room by either of the two doors to get help meant running into more living dummies. I tried to save him by melting the dummy with a hair dryer but I was too late.

I think I was awake (in the dream!) after this, and I was hanging out with Rik Mayall but he was in character as Alan B'stard, although we were apparently friends. I went with him to an airport where I also saw Helena Bonham Carter.

13.3.11

I haven't remembered the last couple of nights. I have sketchy mental images from last night but I can't begin to put them into words. Isn't that really annoying?!

Here. For a treat, I'll tell you the first dream I ever remember having, must've been about six.

I dreamt some "cartoon sherriffs" broke into our house. They were led by Desperate Dan, though back then I didn't know who he was, I'd just seen pictures of him. I had to hide from them quickly, so I made myself really thin and long and stuck to the underside of the bannister. The sherriffs passed me as they went upstairs, but when they came back they found me.

I screamed to my Dad for help. He and my Mum were in their room, testing out a new pink toy pram they'd bought, but they came running and Dad collared Desperate Dan. He threatened to take his boot off if he didn't leave us all alone: apparently this was a huge deal. Dan looked petrified and kept screaming to my Dad not to do it.

I woke up around here, but me and my friends used to finish the dream off in our own ways on our way to school!

11.3.11

I dreamt I met up with one of my uni friends in this random, messy room within uni. We started talking about the band Rainbow whilst we were sat on this sofa.

10.3.11

I dreamt I was playing the piano that's in one of our seminar rooms - and I wrote loads of great material on it which I can't remember now I'm awake!

9.3.11

I dreamt we were having some sort of seminar which had most of my uni friends in it, but we were in my home friend Becky's house. This sort of dissolved into a party, participated in by my home friends and some members of our families, including my Dad. He got really drunk and started dancing in Becky's front garden, which was almost entirely a patio. Becky filmed this and uploaded it to YouTube: when she showed me about five minutes later it had had over sixty thousand views.

Later on, I remembered that I was supposed to be going to Leeds to try to track down The Stranglers so I could get their autographs, have our pictures taken with them, etc. By the time I arrived, though, it was midnight, so it was far too late and they were gone.

8.3.11

I'm getting worse and worse at this.

I'm also barely remembering dreams!

5.3.11

I dreamt that Emma was staying over at our house, but we were sleeping in the caravan. When I woke up I told her I was going for a shower, but when I was done I forgot about her being there and I went out to Middlesbrough shopping with Dad and Amy.

When I returned, Emma was still in bed, and rather angry at me for abandoning her all day long.

4.3.11

I dreamt that my friend's friend from university died. She was with us, her home friends, when she got a text from one of her friends back at uni and we all freaked out.

I also dreamt that I went to be on my friend Alira's show again. This time, though, the radio studio was more like an Academy 2, and she was DJing to a crowd of people who were dancing. My friend Si was also there, because apparently he used to be one of Adam's Ants.

3.3.11

I can't remember!

This one comes from the 11th of March last year.

I dreamt I was walking past Bar 100 in town and I saw a sign in the window that said 'Richie and Eddie' were going to be on at Amadeus. When I told Dad excitedly, my RE teacher overheard and decided he was going to go too. We went. On the night, though, I woke up before they even came on.

2.3.11

I went to London. And did Londonny type things, but the only one I can remember is that I went to 10 Downing Street.

1.3.11

No dreams for the last couple of nights, still! :(

This one comes all the way from April the 9th, 2007!

I was watching a rock programme on Kerrang! called 101 Damnations hoping that AC/DC would be on it. They were on twice: I can't remember the second time, but the first song was Jailbreak but with Brian Johnson, and the video was a mickeytake of a ballroom dancing video I'd seen earlier. Two groups of people waltzed out down the protruding bit of the stage, one which included Angus and Brian. They had to go to either side of the stage and waltz while one man and woman kissed in the middle of them all. Angus then jokingly tried to kiss Brian, who was genuinely digusted.