27.3.12

I dreamt I went to see Duran Duran. I got a really weird seat right at the side of the stage, practically on it. The band didn't tend to come towards my side, though there was a point where most of them went to play on Nick's keyboards with him and Simon stood right next to me. I was sleepy so I lent on him. He didn't seem to mind, but he didn't say anything to me, either.

I also dreamt I was involved in some freaky pirate thing that I have no idea about at all and can't begin to explain now I'm awake because it was one of those things that only made dream-sense.

24.3.12

I dreamt I went to the Harry Potter Studio Tour (in real life, we're going on the 6th of May!) It was rubbish. Apparently most of the exhibits were only open on the first weekend, then taken away, so there were only about two things left to see meaning the whole tour lasted ten minutes.

22.3.12

I dreamt I met up with my friend Emma and we had a really serious conversation about the 'sliding scale' of feminism.

I also dreamt I was singing karaoke with someone (I'm not sure who it was) and we did the Pokerap.

21.3.12

I dreamt that I went to see Duran Duran with a coach party of similarly obsessed Duranies. After the show, we were all hanging around outside the Students' Union at my uni - including the band. It was so hectic that I didn't think I'd get a chance to speak to any of them, but then I noticed John on his own so I seized my chance. "John, can I tell you you're the most beautiful man in the world?" I said. He laughed and thanked me, then started asking me where I was from but I'd made myself so excited that I woke up!

I fell asleep again and dreamt I went to Hull with my friends Grace, Becky, possibly some others from home, and my Facebook friend Jacqui. I wasn't allowed to look around Hull properly for some reason, but we wandered around the town centre. My friend Emma was there at some points. I went to the loo and this woman in the cubicle next to me knocked down the walls of mine, while I was still on the loo, to talk to me.

Then, I can't tell if I was watching this in a film, with Emma at parts, or if it was actually happening, but Frodo, Sam, Merry, Pippin, Faramir and Boromir went on a lads' night out. The point was so that Boromir could lose his virginity at last, and Faramir could lose his 'fake virginity' because he was a bit of a playboy but he liked to pretend he was all pure and innocent. He had sex with a fair few women over the course of the night.

During all this, me and Becky met a heavily pregnant Helena Bonham Carter. She was going to have Tim Burton's baby. We complimented her on how nice she looked. I got talking to her about the baby, and she let me feel her tummy. I could feel the outline of the baby's face, it was well weird. She ended up sleeping with Faramir in a Krispy Kreme shop, then eating loads of pink doughnuts.

(I think Boromir did find himself a lady. So did Merry.)

20.3.12

I was in HMV with my friends Taj and Emma, and in the books section there was a film edition of all three Lord of the Rings books in one volume. In real life, I have that, but in the dream this was the 'Boromir' edition which basically had the exact same picture on the front that the TV version of the Game of Thrones book has. (That did make sense, yes?) I was showing Taj and Emma that that was the one I had, and they were a bit jealous because theirs didn't have pictures of Sean Bean on them.

18.3.12

I dreamt I'd been somewhere in the car with Dad, and when I came back I had a massive argument with his partner. It wasn't even over anything important or big, she just didn't like the way I'd done my make-up and we ended up screaming at each other about it! (I had lots of very pink blush on, because I was doing my New Romantic thing, and she hated it - in real life, in the past, she's actually told me I look nice when I've gone out dressed/made-up similarly.) It was frustrating, though, because when I tried to shout, my voice was all quiety and raspy and kept getting stuck in my throat.

16.3.12

I was on the train platform in my home town ready for the new series of Game of Thrones to come on telly. It started with Tyrion Lannister in the bath, just sitting there talking to himself/the viewers. Some of my uni friends were on the opposite platform and I was rubbing it in that I had Sky and so could watch the episode as it was on.

I went to Primark and saw my John Taylor shirt, but it had been tried on so many times that it was really crumpled and had foundation all over the collar. Then I saw a Damned shirt and got really angry that any old person could buy them from Primark.

Later I was in this big industrial-type place, I couldn't really make sense of it. Lady Gaga was there showing people around. I'd apparently arrived late because I'd been busy elsewhere (probably with the Game of Thrones thing) so she took me right up in a lift to a floor where all my friends and tons of people from my old schools were. Turned out there was a really cool swimming pool there, but she hadn't told me outright so I thought I might've left my swimming costume elsewhere but luckily I happened to've brought a big carrier bag which contained both that and my towel. I started to get ready but I was slowly waking up and never got to swim.

15.3.12

I dreamt I'd planned a whole weekend with my friends Beth and Chloë at a Christian sort of thing. It was at this bloke's house down near London somewhere but he lived up a sheer cliff face which we had to climb. The bloke was really weird and a bit creepy. I didn't want to stay the whole weekend so I persuaded Chloë and Beth to leave with me on the Saturday night. It turned out the man was a relative of Chloë's but she found him creepy as well. The girl from uni who looks like Lavender Brown was there and she gave us a lift back (we'd spent loads of money on pre-booked train tickets).

On the Sunday, I went to see my nana who died last year, but in the dream she was still alive. She was talking to my auntie in her rose garden, so I went into her summer house and started listening to Duran Duran's album Duran Duran. When I came out they asked me about one of the songs in particular, which in the dream, from what they were saying, was Careless Memories.

John Taylor was in the secret garden part of the back garden, answering fan questions. I went up to him and stared, really obviously, at his fringe, which sort of graduated from light to dark. We got talking about our fringes, and how we bleached them, and how you shouldn't put layers of bleach on in case the hair snapped clean off. I ended up telling him he was the most beautiful man in the world in a really embarrassing, fangirlish sort of way and it got a bit weird after that.

13.3.12

I can't remember! :(

Making up for lost time!

Do you want some more, while I'm at it?

Tuesday, 24th January

I knew it was really surreal and I was listening to the radio, it was a relief to wake up to normal radio (except when I realised it was time for work).

Monday, 30th January

I dreamt that I was trying on my flared jeans that are too small for me and they fit, they were even a bit too big.

I also watched a live video of OMD and Andy McCluskey had a really annoying voice, I’d never heard him talk before.

Friday, 3rd February

I dreamt I was in Primark in Middlesbrough and this couple came in to do a stick-up. I couldn’t tell if it was a joke or they were being serious. No-one else got down on the floor except me, but once I did I started making fun of them and they got really angry so I started to wonder if I was going to survive. Partway through, though, I remembered I was asleep and this was actually a dream, so I knew I couldn’t die.

Monday, 6th February

I dreamt I had my own flat. Dad came over to drop some stuff off for me. Can’t remember the rest!

Tuesday, 7th February

I was watching something, I’m not sure if it was a film, a TV program, a play or real life, where this kid started to mug an old man on the streets of London. The old man was Fagin, then he realised that the kid was Dodger (but he called him ‘Oom Pah Pah’) and they started to dance around singing Consider Yourself.

Wednesday, 8th February

I dreamt I was going to see Duran Duran with some of my friends but we had to pick some stuff up from Nana Jean’s house first. I wanted to be in and out of there as quickly as possible but my friends were messing on doing stupid things and being slow. Two people knocked on the door. I thought they were collecting for charity but it turned out they were police officers and they wanted to know why I was there. I explained who I was and they let me off.

I also dreamt that I was in town with Amy, and Uncle Toby was there. He started singing Short Term Affair by ‘Tony Ferrino’ and it seemed like everyone out in town knew it. This creepy, pervy, hobo-ish man came up to me and Amy and put his arms around us and sang along. We had to prise him off us.

Monday, 12th March 2012

This thing sort of lost momentum last year - I think it was due to a mix of work and long holidays, I spend less time on my laptop when I'm not at uni (too much actual real life fun stuff to do at home, apparently!)

I've been considering trying to get it back to normal for a while. I'm not sure how long the regular updates will last, or even if they will start, properly - but it's worth a try, no?

So, to re-kick us off, here's what I 'dreamt' last night!

When I woke up, there were Sean Beany images in my head, but I can't remember what they were all about.