Wrong haircut, wrong town.

I had discovered a new village in the middle of nowhere. It was surrounded by Scottish Highlands where the weather was typically bleak. The unnamed village was suprisingly modern and I had entered a barbers for a haircut. The barber looked familiar but I didn't know him, he was a large fellow who was extremely camp. He started to cut my hair and all was well until I noticed he was shaving the hair on my neck. I realised then he was trying to give me an 'undercut' and I was most displeased with this outcome.

"I didn't ask for an undercut you ****!"

I then took his mirror (which is usually reserved for checking the back of one's head and lying about the outcome) and hit him across the face with it.

After this the locals in the village started to get restless and started to berate me. Within seconds they were attempting to assault me.

Escape was only possible on a lone donkey with no saddle; it was a most uncomfortable escape.

Here comes "The Lost Boys"

A lot of this dream has been lost to the sunrise and rushing to work...

I was walking in my home village and the sight of the sma glen (small hill) in the distance was clear. I was walking in a large group who all looked equipped for camping.
My father told me about the imminent danger we faced from the vampires from the film "The Lost Boys."
We began to casually discuss where the weak links in the group were. The group were walking in an straight line but the top of the group were turning to the right. We realised that some parts of the group could do with more capable looking people near them as the children mostly bunched together. There was not much panic although a lot of the group didn't seem to know about the vampires attacking.
I woke up before any young fictional vampires could attack.

Roundabout

I was with my friend on a busy road in our hometown. I noticed the roundabout curved into itself and was quite big. More like a small hill than a roundabout.
Excitedly I exclaimed to my friend that "I'd to live in there."
He quickly groaned that cars might crash into your home on a daily basis.

Would still like to give it a try though....

Back working in the nightclub

I was working in a dingy nightclub. A couple of friends I hadn't seen in a while popped in and were taking photos of us all together. Even although I wanted to chat to them I had to tidy the club up as a party booking were due in.
It was a busy party and seemed to consist of unsavoury characters I've seen in nightclubs before in real life and fictional characters such as Frank G from Shameless.
Everyone there seemed to have brought all the occupants of their house as pet dogs were roaming around and kids probably no younger than 8!
I asked one of the adults if the kids should really be here and he explained to me (and the entire room) that everyone was to get really drunk and take as many drugs as possible. He happily announced that the kids could help themselves from a big pile in the room of chocolates, fizzy drinks and mobile phone top ups.

"That's alright then."

Religious Couple

I was staying in a hostel that could be described as open plan. But my 'room' was more like a hospital ward with 5 other beds. The residents seemed keen to go and speak to people in their room and would simply go and sit on somebody's bed to chat to them.
A rather odd couple sat on my bed and tried to convince me to join their new "religion" even though it was so new I was 10 when it was created. I politely declined and decided to take a walk around the hostel as they were annoying me.

I found a room full of chocolates that were to be donated to charity (not sure why that's necessary) then my dream seemed to morph into a first person shoot em up computer game where I was swiftly taken care of!

Reality Television

I was to be on a reality television show. The details were a little sketchy but there was a camera crew following me and a few other men and women. The city was unfamiliar but it looked like a standard British City Centre.
The crew tried to get me and the other "contestants" into a amusement arcade to start filming. The manager of the arcade came out to greet us then said "Under no circumstances will I allow a reality television show to be made in my arcade!"
He seemed like he meant it. I was glad as I realised I had to attend training for work that day. As I was late I took a shortcut through the back of the arcade up some narrow stairs. A man with a fully shaved head and no top on tried to assault me on the stairs but I quickly evaded him.
I didn't make training that day, so I decided to look at a small food stall in the area.
To my delight I found that somebody had finally invented chocolate bran flakes. I began my journey home, eager to try my discovery.

Strange creatures

I was in my Dad's back garden with him and one of his friends. There were numerous insects crawling along the grass. All were very large and horrific looking. My Dad's friend decided that we would play a game.
The game was very simple. We would throw darts onto the insects to kill them. After about 10 shots of missing the creatures I decided I didn't like this game anymore and let them continue as they were very prolific.