I am walking through a building where I reach two large doors. I push them with all my force and they open onto Beath playing fields. On the grass is an extremely large bookcase full of encyclopaedia’s. I stand still and watch two women, both of which are bare breasted. They are standing on top of the bookcase attempting to thread a balloon over some telephone wires. One of them calls out to me: “Thread the balloon for me while I put some clothes on.” I agree although it was more difficult than I envisaged. Therefore when she returns she orders me to start again. Continue reading »