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.

Visit to London

I arrived in London with my girlfriend. We arrived into a big station with no plan for the day. I noticed my favourite band were playing so we would seek tickets to see them. Whilst heading out I realised I lost my black jacket (at least 8 years old) so I rushed back to find it.
We got onto a bus which looked more like a tube train in the inside apart from the fact there was a driver.
The driver was extremely friendly and had a strong Cockney accent. He started telling us some history about the sights we were passing and speaking to everyone.
The man in the seat behind me looked familiar and I quickly realised it was a young version of Paul Ince. The driver at the time was talking about the first OJ Simpson trial but couldn't remember his first name! Paul Ince then started telling me he played for Hull when the first trial (please note this is utter nonsense) began.
I asked the driver if he knew where Eunoch Square is, he confirmed it was the last stop on the route. As it was an unheard destination for me (and everyone on the planet) I was worried about safety.
While contemplating how safe it would be I noticed the bus was about to run somebody over. It was my friends Mother who passed away a number of years ago. I was shocked and wondered how it was possible. The driver unhesitatingly swerved the car to the side of the road to miss her. I woke up and thought another friend of mine would like to hear my bizarre dream so I started to look up his number.
At this point I actually woke up and realised I had another dream within a dream. Oops.

Cops and Robbers, ok come to think of it actually just Robbers.

Having moved to a new area I was walking home in the dark. The road is long and dark with some tall trees at one side of the road. My girlfriend is home alone and waiting for my arrival.
Quite surprised to see a large gang standing a couple of hundred yards down the road from our gate. Without making it too obvious I increase my pace. Relieved to be almost at the gate and they haven't come any closer.
But just as I reach for the gate I see that they've come closer in a nanosecond. I recognise them as a Brazilian street gang. They point guns at me and tell me to lie down and face the ground. Is this how it's done in Brazil?
They quickly enter the house and are gone in under a minute.
Once the coast is clear I rush into the house. My girlfriend notes that we have been robbed but we struggle to find what has actually been stolen. There is also a good feeling about how we survived and I'm almost indifferent to the whole trauma.

Same night as the post below

Later on that night after dreaming about staples on FHM magazine I had a rather disturbing but brief dream. I was walking down an industrial road towards a garage and an office building. A couple of people I knew turned up and spoke to them briefly.
The last conversation ended when I noticed what was going on in one of the office building. Underneath the escalator an alien disguised as a human was being unmasked on a dentists chair. I decided to go and busy myself and let them get on with it.

Vivid Dream from 2007

I was in my home village on a Sunday morning and I felt I had to walk to the next village which is around 5 miles away. The village I was walking towards was the same except for open grass land beside it. There were a couple of vending machines in the field as well as a small news stand. It was quite literally just a news stand with newspapers, magazines and sweets. Very much lacking in the shelter department.
I decided to pick up an FHM magazine to browse when I noticed Clint Eastwood and his wife approaching. This was most unexpected. Before I could say anything he put a staple on the FHM. I thanked him.