Enter the Void....

Sunday and at the moment I am watching Wonder Woman on Sky. Isnt it amazing how the only woman on an Air Base is Diana Prince and when it comes under attack, Diana disappears and Wonder Woman appears... who looks remarkably like Diana Prince... and no-one cottons on to the fact that they could be the same person. Hmmm. Even Clark Kent wore glasses (best disguise ever)

Today I am going to do some tutoring. I dont normally offer my private services, mostly because the last time Someones cheque bounced and I didnt get paid, just as the pupil left the school! But this guy is one I teach and needs extra help... although his mother sounds a bit 'demanding'
Other than that, Sunday is going quite slowly. And Its the first weekend in ages where I havent gone out. I dont know what to do with myself .
Next week there is another parents evening and another dance class and next weekend a dance class party, which I have put my name down for.

And later tonight we are having roast lamb for dinner. THe lamb is a gift from my farmer friend... who often gives me a lamb shank when no-one is looking.

Another night of dreams, most of them vivid.
IN the first dream I had last night I was part of a police team investigating a serial killer case. There were three of us in the team armed only with torches and 'the power to arrest' and we had come across this old dark house which the killer had used. Searching the house we found a lot of evidence of where he cut people up.. it was nasty! and then I found a trap door, which led to the cellar... and made a loud creak! The killer knew we were coming. It was all tense and scary... and as I made my way down... I woke up and could still feel the tension!
My second dream I know was just as 'scary' but I can't remember it very well.
But my last dream was set in school, which for some reason was on the top floor of a sky scraper with very dodgy lifts! Anyway, I was there and so was another blogger... it was ... Paddy! and as I was sitting in the staff room where an old Maths teacher was describing how he was going to play a pigeon in the school play (a play which I suddenly remembered I had the lead role but I totally forgotten all my words), Paddy had managed to seduce a young History student teacher! You did quite well for yourself there!
Then I needed the toilet in my dream and I woke up and found I needed the toilet. Does that happen to anyone else? Find you need the toilet in a dream and wake up and need the toilet? If your dreams reflect your physical needs.... does that mean if I ever dream of going to the toilet then...... Eurgh!