I’d rather Fleetwood Mac
I’ve been feeling incredibly tired all week. I’ve slept, but not soundly, because for reasons known only to itself, my night time brain appears to be deliberately sabotaging my sleep.
On Sunday night I dreamt that I was at a Jason Donovan concert. Despite the fact that I’ve never seen him live, own none of his music and have failed to sit through a full episode of Neighbours yet, it felt disturbingly accurate.
On Monday night I woke up at 3am with ‘Don’t Give Up On Us’ by David Soul on repeat in my head. This tiresome load of sap managed to keep me unnecessarily awake for a good hour.
In a Tuesday night dream I found myself happily swinging on some swings in a local park with comedian Paul Merton as the Bay City Rollers played at the nearby bandstand.
And this morning, as if it could possibly get any worse, my brain decided that a good way to start the day would be to sing long-forgotten Stock, Aitken & Waterman wonder ‘I’d Rather Jack’ by The Reynolds Girls over and over again.
What is going on in my sub-conscious? Why is it torturing me like this? Can it possibly get any worse than The Reynolds Girls? And whatever happened to them anyway?!
November 13th, 2008 at 1:39 pm
Oh dear what’s that all about? Nightmare
PS I seemed to have deleted you off my PM blog roll by mistake, don’t know what happened there, you’re back on now though – apologies for that..
November 13th, 2008 at 2:32 pm
I think when we feel bad sometimes we dream about all sorts of weird stuff. I recently dreamed I was Viking or something of the sort.
November 13th, 2008 at 4:17 pm
Thanks PM, but I didn’t even notice I was missing from your blogroll.
Keith, my dreams are always weird. They just don’t usually consistently involve such dodgy music. That’s quite a good dream about being a viking though!
November 13th, 2008 at 5:59 pm
you haven’t got a walkman under bed that’s jammed on play with NTWICM 12 whispering away. fraid I’m always more Mel and Kim than the reynolds girls all together now TATATATA take or leaves us only please believe us…….
November 13th, 2008 at 11:49 pm
This should cure you…
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YKX1EY6dkIY
November 14th, 2008 at 2:46 am
I once had a dream about Mark E Smith. I took a bus to the top of a hill and MES was there tending his herd of sheep. I can’t remember what he said to me though. Bet it was important………….
November 14th, 2008 at 9:59 am
BLTP, Now there’s a tune! Mel & Kim were definitely the best SAW act. And you’ve given me an idea…
Ah, Mr Suicide, thanks for that. You’re right. Vanilla is the cure, that or sticking my head in an oven…. na na na na…no way, no way… What have you done?!!!!!!
Ill Man, my friend sat opposite MES on the train once. He drank 2 cans of Holston Pils and one Jack Daniels minature, before falling asleep and snoring loudly the rest of the way. Maybe he was dreaming about tending to his herd of sheep whilst some stranger got off a bus and told him something important.
November 14th, 2008 at 11:47 am
We’d rather sing along with Yazz, indeed.