November 27th, 2008
I find myself late for the kick off so I run through three or four football pitches interrupting their games until I find the team I am playing for on the far pitch. I am playing for the Hibs team however it appears to be a supporters team or charity match. Archie McPherson is playing for the opposition and he seems to have taken a dislike to me. The football… Continue>>
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November 8th, 2008
I am apparently a magician or comedian giving a performance at a school or college. However, I took two co-codomol tablets before I went into the classroom which seems to be affecting my performance. I have to keep leaving the room to check my script which is lying on the floor outside the door. One of my acts involved stuffing a liverpoool football shirt under my jersey. However when I… Continue>>
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January 26th, 2004
4th January 2004 - Dream:
I have just been handed a football, which is in fact a bomb. I hold it in my left hand and notice that it is slowly deflating. I look around for help but no one is around. My surroundings are familiar therefore I run toward a field where I know I can dispose of the bomb. As I run the football changes into a balloon and… Continue>>
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January 31st, 2003
27th Jan 2003:
I am sitting in the backseat of a car that is travelling along George Street in Edinburgh. The cars speed is excessive although no one in the car seems to mind. In the distance I can see a black van reversing out of a drive. The crash is inevitable and I brace for impact. I now find myself standing on the deserted road beside the black van.
I walk… Continue>>
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May 4th, 2001
I am in a massive changing/shower room. I get changed at one of the pegs and as I change I peek through to the showers and realise that everyone is showering with their football kit on. I don't enter the showers but just stand where I am. I pull the peg which is above me and water starts to come out. I stand there, the only… Continue>>
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February 2nd, 2001
I am running along a road in Sydney kicking a football. I am wearing a vile bright yellow tracksuit. There are grass verges at either side of me, which are surrounded by small wooden fences. I hear someone speak to me. The voice echoes inside my head: "Kevin, it is not to late to become a great sportsman, everyone gets a second chance, anyone can make it if they are… Continue>>
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