Toys and toilets

I had a dream last night that I was in a town with my mother and brother. I’d been with them for a week on holiday and was starting to get fed up of them. As we went through a shopping centre, I saw a comic book shop that I wanted to go in. I said I’d go in on my own, but we couldn’t figure out how we were going to meet up after. I said I’d find them somehow and went in. The shop was on a lower level, so you had to go down a flight of stairs to get to it. The stairs were littered with toys and merchandise (including a big Donald Duck toy) but I got through.

I started looking at the Doctor Who toys, but before long, mother and Lee showed up again. Lee was chatting to me about the toys, but mother kept the messing with things on the shelves. At one point she picked up a controller for a remote control Dalek and started driving it around, but because it was in a box it just made a whirring noise. I told her to put it down and wait outside, which she did. I finished looking, but didn’t buy anything.

We went outside and I apologised to mother for snapping, but she understood why I had.

We carried on walking through the shopping centre and out into a grassy area. We were on our way to a small music festival just outside the town. Lee said he needed the toilet and took his trainers and socks off to take his mind off it. He chucked me his bag and I held it open so that he could throw his shoes and socks in, which he did. He then sped up a little and started jogging.

“Why do you run like that?” I asked him.
“Like what?”
“Like a penguin with its arse on fire.”

That was a line from Doctor Who, but Lee didn’t know that and thought it was funny.¬†Then he decided he needed the toilet too much and ran off to a nearby Tesco to go to the toilet.

I said, “Man, Lee can really run when he wants to.”

Then I woke up