Picnic double

Double picnic day to bid farewell to a longstanding friend and colleague and to welcome a friend of a friend to Cambridge. Double Pimms consumed which may have doubled my lifetime's intake.

At the station this morning I heard a woman complaining that it was too warm. No. I shot a withering look and emitted a pained sound.

I woke up after the most vivid dream at about 6.30 in which I was walking with some friends - although I can only remember my friend Milly - between some Cambridge Uni halls of residence blocks. We started feeling peanuts landing on us then realising students were on the roofs of two tall flanking blocks lobbing for a laugh increasingly large items onto the plebs below. It started with boxes of Weetabix Minis (the purple ones) which I couldn't scavenge as these were swiftly followed by 3-person sofas, fridges and other large household items showering down. We literally fled for our lives and I was panicked beyond belief. When we had calmed down we returned to the scene and the authorities had bagged up the sofas as evidence and were leading the perpetrators away and I felt real anger towards them. I also chastised two women onlookers in a pub who were making blanket racist statements, assuming facts about the sofa lobbers.

At the end of the dream someone told me to write it down, so I did.

Any dream analysis experts feel free to chip in. I perceive multiple overlapping symbols:
- being under a barrage of stuff but coming through unscathed
- contempt for members of the elite/establishment who affect the lives of others largely for their own benefit/entertainment
- disgust at ignorance within society
- love of cereal