Last night I dreamt that I suddenly received a text message from Girls Aloud saying, *note it was definitely all lower case* " of course you can come! unfortunately i only have ten places. love cheryl. xx"
It turned out it was an invite to her wedding. Except deep down I knew it couldn't be, as she is already married, and that actually it was an invite to Coleen and Wayne's wedding. But this did not stop me telling everyone that Cheryl had invited me to her wedding.
The invite said, "formal suits" so I was relieved that I didn't need to wear a morning suit. For some reason I was in a car park though and I wouldn't have had time to go home to get any clothes. As it turned out I had my brown suit in the car so I could wear that, but I had no shirt, and as i couldn't go home, I was walking round wearing just the waistcoat wondering if I looked ok. I didn't have the right shoes either.
But I saw a bunch of people I actually know in real life and was telling them all where I was going.
Then I started to stress about wedding presents. As can happen in dreams, I was suddenly in my Grandparents' house and was asking them if I could take something of theirs. Grandma gave me some weird vase thing, actually was it a lamp, I can't remember. But then I realised I was going to be late and I was trying to figure out how to wrap it up. I then remembered I had already bought them a present. It was a Beatrix Potter set. A set of what I'm not sure but a set nonetheless and I think it involved Hunker Munker.
Then I remember being in an old house, popssibly still my Grandparents's house, and there was a squeak. It turned out some woman behind a desk was stroking a mouse, which was strapped up with a wire. The woman then said, 'Number 37, sir? Just one second.' Then the mouse scuttled off down a pipe and apparently it went to connect the wire like a switchboard.
It's not over yet. Next thing I know I am outside a building and I can't stop screaming along to 'Sixteen Going On Seventeen.' I run along to where I don't know and realise I have forgtten something. i turn around and carry on singing it past a school trip who are standing outside the building. I then see Liszl and Rolf singing it and running into a conservatory.
The last part I am standing at a bar on a beach. There's a journalist there I know who looks very uncomfortable in a bikini. I order a rum and coke and the bartender thinks about asking me for ID. As I walk away I see a colleague I used to work with then I wake up.
But still singing 'Sixteen Going on Seventeen.'
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