tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3132582821010486689.post8811676232936541941..comments2024-03-27T07:18:58.033+00:00Comments on Frances Garrood: What did you dream about last night?Frances Garroodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10614916006798375706noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3132582821010486689.post-57666945895291171652014-04-26T07:33:28.325+01:002014-04-26T07:33:28.325+01:00A bit, yes. Not quite as hysterical about them as ...A bit, yes. Not quite as hysterical about them as I used to be, but still don't want them in my flat. They can live outdoors where I won't disturb them.Librarianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704656564078750607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3132582821010486689.post-52469248500551180982014-04-25T21:16:42.090+01:002014-04-25T21:16:42.090+01:00I just don't like dreaming Frances. I certain...I just don't like dreaming Frances. I certainly have no choice or control when I do. Last night I was stuck behind a large caterpillar tractor and trailer going up a mountain road....interminably so it seemed.GBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10289400344300258872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3132582821010486689.post-1768205537727823712014-04-25T16:54:57.946+01:002014-04-25T16:54:57.946+01:00Yvonne, I keep meaning to write dreams down to see...Yvonne, I keep meaning to write dreams down to see if there's a pattern. I do dream about horses and deadlines a lot. And feeding hordes of people.Frances Garroodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10614916006798375706noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3132582821010486689.post-47438325167116463202014-04-25T16:53:33.304+01:002014-04-25T16:53:33.304+01:00I'll google her, CM!I'll google her, CM!Frances Garroodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10614916006798375706noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3132582821010486689.post-39624575757294509972014-04-25T16:53:06.359+01:002014-04-25T16:53:06.359+01:00Are you afraid of spiders, Meike??Are you afraid of spiders, Meike??Frances Garroodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10614916006798375706noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3132582821010486689.post-69553906724002897012014-04-25T16:50:41.961+01:002014-04-25T16:50:41.961+01:00Your dream sounds perfect , Adrian.Your dream sounds perfect , Adrian.Frances Garroodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10614916006798375706noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3132582821010486689.post-80394417494859645852014-04-25T16:49:47.497+01:002014-04-25T16:49:47.497+01:00Never mind, Maggie. At least you tried.Never mind, Maggie. At least you tried.Frances Garroodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10614916006798375706noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3132582821010486689.post-27762423290272859952014-04-25T16:49:09.701+01:002014-04-25T16:49:09.701+01:00I rather enjoyed it too, Rosemary. For once in my ...I rather enjoyed it too, Rosemary. For once in my life I felt quite important!Frances Garroodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10614916006798375706noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3132582821010486689.post-83420496218337244612014-04-25T16:48:23.811+01:002014-04-25T16:48:23.811+01:00Teresa, I'm always dreaming about small grandc...Teresa, I'm always dreaming about small grandchildren. It's our time of life...?Frances Garroodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10614916006798375706noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3132582821010486689.post-10190078608001444972014-04-25T16:47:32.793+01:002014-04-25T16:47:32.793+01:00I think you need to pin dreams down as soon as you...I think you need to pin dreams down as soon as you wake up.Frances Garroodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10614916006798375706noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3132582821010486689.post-89963973084921622522014-04-25T16:46:50.469+01:002014-04-25T16:46:50.469+01:00That last sounds awful, GB. I'll look up your ...That last sounds awful, GB. I'll look up your link. I like the kind of dream where you know you're dreaming, and can choose to fly or whatever. I fly a lot in dreams. I do breastroke through the airFrances Garroodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10614916006798375706noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3132582821010486689.post-74362367243113176702014-04-25T14:32:54.032+01:002014-04-25T14:32:54.032+01:00I'd be happy to start with a female priest. Se...I'd be happy to start with a female priest. Seems like I dreamt about helping my old dad dress....kinda foggy, to be honest. I dream vividly all the time but don't remember after being up and around for a while, unless I write it down.Yvonne Osbornehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18212188414972694795noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3132582821010486689.post-20244950174996511892014-04-25T04:53:31.412+01:002014-04-25T04:53:31.412+01:00Wasn't there supposed to have been a female Po...Wasn't there supposed to have been a female Pope Joan? I think it may be fictitious, but the idea is interesting.Cro Magnonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06840670227576695352noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3132582821010486689.post-11476455512325333392014-04-24T20:19:27.639+01:002014-04-24T20:19:27.639+01:00Frances I woke this morning once again without rem...Frances I woke this morning once again without remembering my dream which, for me, is a Good Thing. However I woke thinking about your question and suddenly had the idea of looking at my mail to see what I had written about dream content.<br /><br />I have also also blogged about dreams a number of times. You could try this one <a href="http://galenote.blogspot.co.nz/2008/09/dreams-and-things.html" rel="nofollow">here</a>. <br /><br />This is a quote from a letter to a friend: "I had a dreadful nightmare (I was an Island governor or something and some rebels or mutinous soldiers tried to take over). It was very very real and kept on and on. I think I kept waking but when I did (the mutiny was quelled and the renegades executed) I was then driving for the ferry to the USA and I kept missing it. The thing is that every time that happened I was convinced that I had woken from a dream and I’m still not sure what was dream and what was a waking thought process."GBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10289400344300258872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3132582821010486689.post-24000691359668901472014-04-24T19:56:13.819+01:002014-04-24T19:56:13.819+01:00There were two brief scenes I dreamt, one after th...There were two brief scenes I dreamt, one after the other. The first one was set in my grandma's living room. She was still alive, and I was sitting on the settee with her and an old friend of mine who now lives in Switzerland and whom I see maybe once a year. We were talking, but I can not remember what about.<br />The second scene was in my bedroom. RJ (who very rarely appears in my dreams) called me over from the kitchen to tell me that there was a spider on the ceiling. He took a dust brush on a long stick that is stored in the corner behind the bedroom door (it is there in real life) to get the spider down. Pukky, my dear old cat who died two years ago, came running in to hunt for the dropped spider. It was nice seeing Pukky again, with that eager, playful look on her face when she was chasing after a ball of crumpled paper.Librarianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05704656564078750607noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3132582821010486689.post-51740746030639760382014-04-24T18:18:16.390+01:002014-04-24T18:18:16.390+01:00PS. I'm not embarrassed...I'm always confu...PS. I'm not embarrassed...I'm always confused by how many r's and s's there are in embarrassed......She was drop dead lovely though.....I bet a pound to a shilling that the though is superflous.....I've one enuff spell checking for won day. Yu have fun. ADRIANhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07113961163396562781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3132582821010486689.post-62156585196749018742014-04-24T16:47:50.595+01:002014-04-24T16:47:50.595+01:00I had a nightmare that woke me up then after check...I had a nightmare that woke me up then after checking e-mails and a cup of cocoa I had a sleep and a really good dream. I dreamt I was in love again. I could go on but it would be embarrassing and too much information.ADRIANhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07113961163396562781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3132582821010486689.post-67254934306363715682014-04-24T14:32:35.722+01:002014-04-24T14:32:35.722+01:00No,can't remember mine either, although I do d...No,can't remember mine either, although I do dream most nights. It's usually linked to something that I'm worrying or thinking about or a programme I've been watching. Sorry, can't be more helpful.Maggie Mayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15938216505505274248noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3132582821010486689.post-33308555697296858982014-04-24T13:55:08.205+01:002014-04-24T13:55:08.205+01:00Love your dream, Frances! I know I had one as it d...Love your dream, Frances! I know I had one as it disturbed me when I woke but it's completely gone from my head now. Maybe should start writing them down.Rosemary Gemmellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09311840205603508422noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3132582821010486689.post-66063567700912511252014-04-24T13:00:18.636+01:002014-04-24T13:00:18.636+01:00I dreamt that one of the smaller children climbed ...I dreamt that one of the smaller children climbed through the banisters onto the top of the Welsh dresser after one of the cats. See, nowhere near as interesting as yours, Frances xTeresa Ashbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15350697922935549188noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3132582821010486689.post-30366666461715827932014-04-24T12:51:35.538+01:002014-04-24T12:51:35.538+01:00If I did dream, I don't remember. I very rarel...If I did dream, I don't remember. I very rarely do remember dreaming.Patsyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12263765378083045973noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3132582821010486689.post-30228662509802341392014-04-24T12:18:54.046+01:002014-04-24T12:18:54.046+01:00Oh dear. "...far too sensible..."Oh dear. "...far too sensible..."GBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10289400344300258872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3132582821010486689.post-71030435202160604902014-04-24T12:18:06.012+01:002014-04-24T12:18:06.012+01:00I would have thought women were far to sensible to...I would have thought women were far to sensible to be Pope Frances. Should that be "Pope, Frances"? Come to think of it though I suppose convention generally suggests that dresses and red shoes are usually female garb. <br /><br />Although I am prone to dreams and nightmares (categorised as dreams, night ponies, night mares and, at their worst, night stallions) I rarely recall them for long after I've woken. This week I'm having a Good Week and I've just had dreams but I can't recall a single one. Fat lot of use I am to your dream library Frances. Not even sure why I commented.GBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10289400344300258872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3132582821010486689.post-72268040529704117122014-04-24T12:14:56.782+01:002014-04-24T12:14:56.782+01:00I'm quite interested in dreams, but alas I can...I'm quite interested in dreams, but alas I cannot recall any from last night (or any feeling that I dreamt at all). Yours, however, oddly reminds me of the audio book I'm listening to at the moment: Empress Orchid by Anchee Min (about the last Empress of China) She's also getting dressed and undressed a lot - and getting help with her hair! DawnTreaderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04533307672147117843noreply@blogger.com