Showing posts with label Midsomer Murders. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Midsomer Murders. Show all posts
Thursday, February 29, 2024
Dreams 2/29
This evocative dream took place in a posh English manor. I felt like Mary from Downton Abbey, all dripping in a gold costume for a party. The place was candlelit and crammed with antiques. Daddy was there as well as two recognizable players: Sargent Troy from Midsomer Murders, Barnaby's first side kick, and Jude Law. I liked Troy. They both wore fabulous costumes reminiscent of psychedelia. Troy was The Green Man, and his branches seemed to writhe. Jude was more like the frog in The Abominable Dr. Phibes. Something happened with him as he was sick and squirming on the couch. The morning after the party the small staff was assembled around a spindle table in a breakfast nook. Troy was there, but Jude was gone. Supposedly somebody had been stabbed while in the form of a blackbird. When I thought I had the mystery figured out, Troy corrected me and was about to solve the crime when I woke.
Thursday, February 15, 2024
Midsomer Minis
Can it beat the girl from the short bus tying up Gulliver? Doubt it, but excited all the same.
Wednesday, January 31, 2024
Midsomer Serial Killers
My college roomie was right. Midsomer will have you looking forward to murder. Up to season seventeen. Cutest side kick yet, and I'm not talking about the dog. I knew that baby would be Betty, too...
Saturday, January 27, 2024
Dreams 1/27
Dreamt I was working for DCI Barnaby, and there was a scorpion as big as a lap dog trotting at his heels.
The next dream took place in the backyard where I grew up as well as the house next door. Mummy was there. There was an older male neighbor who lived over the hill who was giving me some trouble. Mummy had a bird's nest.
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