Very disturbing. First I had to deal with various members of my family, and the church which I used to attend, condemning me for coming out as a lesbian.

Then I had to eat kittens! And they crunched!! 

 

  Just remembered I met Stephen Fry! He was standing outside a big stone house with pillars and chatted to me as we walked through the house then down a path through the garden.  I felt very awed by his presence but annoyingly I can't remember clearly any more of the dream - I suppose that's not surprising since it's nearly 13 hours since I woke up - but I think it was quite long. Also a vague memory of finding interesting old things, perhaps pottery, and showing them to him.

Has anyone here really met him? I'd love to.

oh milly, i am sure he would have very much enjoyed meeting you dearie

I went up to a bar (this is not a dream by the way) in a hotel and I was immediately followed by Ben Elton. I didn't speak to him for the same reasons that Milly Jones mentions. But he wasn't pushy and made sure I went first.

I remember chatting to some girl who told me she was at number 1 and I had no idea who she was, she could not believe this, though seemed to accept it when I said I was a radio 3 listener

That wasn't a bad guess then from this little 5-footer! (People like that give me neck-ache anyway).

Last night I had a strange dream. At the end of it, I was lying in bed and I remember being worried about someone or something who might be in the house. The bedroom door banged, like someone had just put their weight on it and I woke up. Except that the exact point of waking up was confused and I couldn't work out if the noise had been in my dream or not. I was too tired to do anything about it (and the wind was blowing so I reckoned that it could have been a combination of dream-paranoia and a rattling door) so went back almost instantly to sleep. On waking I was slightly weirded out but got over it fairly quickly. Pretty glad I can't remember what it was I was worried was in the house now though...