A dream last night:
A flock of canaries settled at Stockbridge Marsh, a big eagle was "picking them off" on-the-wing. A group of backpackers (from Devon or Cornwall) tried to save the canaries by shooting at the eagle with catapults. The backpackers were staying in a bungalow they were renting from Bob Monkhouse. Bob turned up in the middle of the night, smashed all the windows, and locked them in. In the morning I lent them money for a train fare "to escape".
Published at 9:13 am on April 11th, 2003.
Topics: Dreams
2 Comments
But what happened to those strange birds you grew up with in Stockbridge, the Pinchits?
Comment by Mum at 12:29 pm on May 21st, 2003 #link
Um… Hello Mum!
Comment by Tim at 12:41 pm on May 21st, 2003 #link