I know I'm dreaming so let's have some fun

I start off in this strange massive junk shop which has a long central corridor. There are old dodgem cars and stuff like that here and there.
There is even this strange sit on game where you have button that bounce you forward and backwards and the aim is to bang into each other and be the last man standing. There are loads of button on the handlebar and the owner explains that this is why they never took off (too complicated). We play on these for a while but then I notice I have lost Michelle.
I wander around looking for her and the whole time the owner is talking abut his life and how hard it is.
He shows us a small room with a bed, TV, sink etc in it and explains that this is his "winter" room. "Having one room to heat saves money", he explains.
I keep looking for Michelle and finally find her by the car (which is parked inside).
As I drive away carefully trying to avoid things, it dawns on me that I am in a dream. So I turn to Michelle and say "I am dreaming, so lets have some fun".
With this I start to drive into walls etc until Michelle tells me that even though it is a dream she is there to keep me safe (gotta love that ;) ).
Now I find myself outside and still aware that I am dreaming. I can hear "Valerie" by The Zutons playing, so as I walk I start to sing out loud and walk with a lighter step (OK I was dancing). People around start to join in dancing and singing backing vocals. Finally I am in a musical, probably the best dream ever ;)
I know I will never be in a musical (complete lack of singing talent) but I still think life would be better if it was more like one.
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Two husbands??

Very strange one.
In this dream it turns out that I am living with Michelle and her other husband??? I seems that everything else about my life is the same except there is this other man living in my house.
During the dream I give Michelle an ultimatum, me or him or I am out of here and you can look after the kids yourself.  Her reply was "I don't see why I should have to choose, plus you know he (the other husband) only earns £30 a week".
It seemed that everything in the dream had this bolt on extra bit that the other husband used.  For example the car had this extra cabin at the side. 
When I woke up I remember feeling really angry and I had to actually sit up in bed a look around before I realised it had been just a dream.  I hate it when that happens.

Harry Mills the Military Matradee

I am an old retired Sargent Major who for some reason is working in a restaurant clearing tables.  I notice confusion and mayhem around me as waiters try to seat customers.  I stand up on the Matradee platform and start to shout orders like I am back in the army.  Everyone seems to fall into line and do as they are told.  Within seconds everyone is seated and happy.  I then go on to suggest one of the desserts would taste better with cream.

Everyone now seems to have said dessert and the manager is reprimanding me for taking control and suggesting cream on a dessert that he thinks is perfect without it.  The customers disagree but I get fired any ways.

Next day there is a glowing review in the papers about “Harry Mills the Military Matradee”.  I now find myself back in the restaurant working as Matradee and making strange food suggestions (like chocolate sauce on steak) that everyone seem to love with comments like "Harry you're the best".

Wedding dresses and tattoos

This one starts with me trying to get large building for an appointment. I can hear a receptionist screaming over the intercom at the person in front of me to "push the bloody door".
Once inside I look for someone I know and go into a small office with about 10 people in it. I am then treated to all kinds of hard sale for everything from insurance to a new type of chewing gum.
I decide to leave at this point and find myself interviewing a wedding shop owner. She tells me how times are hard so she opened a tattoo shop above the dress shop. I then take a tour of a large wedding dress shop and then a tiny tattoo studio.


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An odd bath

This one started with me in a strange bath,  I say strange because it appears to be a small convertible car. The owner walks up (an old friend of Jake's call Ryan Q) and asks what I am doing.  I reply that I am sorry I didn't realise it was his car.  He opens a door and the water rushes out leaving me covered in soap sitting in the drivers seat (thankfully I am wearing swimming shorts).  He asks me to get out but instead I grab a shower head to try and get all the soap off me.
Getting annoyed with me he pushes a button on his remote and I am lifted up by the closing soft top roof.  I continue to apologise as I climb down and offer to park the car for him.  I climb in and start reversing into a gap when I realise the breaks will not work and I smash into a car behind me busting the rear light on one side.
Ryan Q runs into his house calling for his parents, so I follow him. I offer to pay for the light but it seems it has to be repaired by tomorrow so that he can go to college, today is Sunday. A few suggestions are made about types of lights and upgrading lights etc but I stand fast saying I will only pat for a standard light.
Ryan Q decides this isn't good enough and threatens to take me to court.  I just laugh and say "good luck with that, you might get your money in two years then".  His parents tell him not to be silly and we decide to look for new lights together.

The dream shifts gear here and I find myself looking for a sweet shop which I can not find .........

A disturbing one.

I am in my flat that I lived in before we had kids when I hear a noise outside.  I walk outside and down the stairs where I see two strange looking small children.  They are both bald where ragged clothes but I can tell one is a boy and one is a girl.  The boy looks at me and, in a strange rasping voice, says “Hey Mister, have you seen our mummy?”.  I ignore him and go back to my flat.

As soon as I close the front door I hear a scratching noise at it.  I peer out of the letter box to see a big toothy mouth moving up and down saying “Hey Mister, have you seen our mummy?”.

I slam the flap down but notice the letter box is now about twice the size it normally is. The flap starts to lift and the boy’s mouth is visible again.  He starts to push his mouth through the gap, all the time repeating “Hey Mister, have you seen our mummy?”.

 As he continues to push piece of flesh pull from his face and full to the floor, his cheek, his ear, bits of scalp.  Eventually his head is through with his jaw bone exposed and hanging loose but still he says “Hey Mister, have you seen our mummy?”.  Backing away into another room and I close the door and the noise stops.  Returning to the front door I see all looks normal so I look outside and nothing.  I go back down the stairs and look around and still no sign of any thing strange.  As I turn to walk back up the stairs they are again reaching out to me, the girl with her shaven head and the boy with his now mangled face.  As the reach out the both say “Hey Mister, have you seen our mummy?”.

Thankfully this is where I woke up.

Past dream 3 - Losing a friend

This is a short but haunting one.

I am on a boat in a large harbour with a female friend. I feel close to her but not in a romantic way more like we have known each other for years.
The boat starts to come apart around us and we grab bits trying to stay afloat. I end up gripping onto a piece if wood with bits of boat all around me.
I look around but the girl is nowhere to be seen. I call for her but get no reply. I start to dive under the water looking for her (bay watch style). I end up to exhausted to dive anymore but with the feeling that I have lost her forever.

This is where I woke up but it took me a few days to shake the dreadful feeling of lose.


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