I dream of Worthing   Leave a comment

Dreamt we were driving around Worthing. I was pointing out the ugliness of the area to my companions. Then we drove down a slope to a small nasty beach. Two men were hanging out by a semi-derelict fisherman’s shack. One was eating a beef-burger. There was lots of rubbish and tat piled up in old dirty caravans. Suddenly I was called upon to help one of the men teach some boy-scouts in the fisherman’s shack.

Posted January 8, 2002 by peteum2013 in Uncategorized

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