Worm.

This bizarre dream is another of mine that is recurrent.

My arm is really itchy, the sort of itch that starts as a tickle, then more irritating, and then begins to burn. Beneath my skin feels weird, as if there is something there. My skin begins to move, wriggling and rippling. Then a tiny hole appears, and out pops the tiny head of a cartoon worm, that wrinkly, funny, puckered texture, only seen in animated tv programmes for kids. It's eyes are huge, and he has a quirky little smile that's as red as flaunting lipstick.

I swear he winks at me, and then in a shot he's turning around, now only his tail is poking out. With a sense of panic, i grab at his tail end and start to pull, it's like trying to pull chewing gum from the sole of your shoe, longer and longer he grows, until the force is too much and he snaps back into my hand. Now limp and dangling like a perished rubber band, his smile has disappeared in disappointment at being snatched from his potential hiding place. To say the least, I'm relieved to have been able to evict him, for my own sanity and comfort.

Big Money!

My daughter needs a pound for school.

I give her a pound coin and tell her to put it safe ready for the morning.

Morning comes and as usual, bleary eyed, the hustle and bustle of school preparation begins.

I hear the school bus arrive, and with a flurry of activity, the kids are ushered out of the cottage.

Now i might be able to chill for five minutes before the household duties need to be done.

I turn to sit down and on the table i see the pound coin staring at me. It's like a moment from Alice in Wonderland, it's ten times the size it should be and dazzles me in the sunlight. I try to pick it up, but no amount of super human strength is going to shift this big money!