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They "Dunk" very well, :-D

mmmm I used to love arrowroot biscuits when I was little, Merlin, I might have to get some :-D

Rose, get some Arrowroot Biscuits or Powder, that should sort your problem :-D and what ever you do don,t distill the rose hips,it might become a habit. :-D ;-)

of course Merlin :-D ;-)

Piers mine are always very detailed, I usually remember a lot when I first wake up but I thought I would write this one down straight away before I forgot it :-D

Rose, I was of course refering to "Rose Hip Syrup" :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D ;-)

lol Merlin it might have been the water that did it, i don't usually drink it from the tap, but something i ate must have disagreed with me yesterday ( won't go into detail!) so it was all I could risk.

Hi Cat, nothing that fits in really, could be films buried deep :-D
but mostly I have been watching really 'comfortable' programmes lately...Miss Marple and Poirot lol. Strange though. aside from Dr Who, I'm not really into watching or reading science fiction type stuff, but I quite often dream it :-S

Crikey Rose....that's a detailed and complex dream....mine are never like that lol.

Nah, you should just continue to write for GRwriters and any other writing group you may belong to/join :-D

What have you been watching on tv lately. Some of the bits you've wrote about remind me of bits of tv shows/films that I've seen.

No dear, :-D Just add more water to your late night tonic. :-D :-D :-D :-D :-D ;-)

"My mother has been to look at a cottage to buy, she is on the phone talking to the agent who insists that the word ‘Crete’ should be used as a reference. My mother likes the cottage ( which is in Dolgellau, the last place she would ever have wanted to live) and says the garden is good for hens. I visit it and it is a nice cottage and garden but at the end of it opens into a courtyard with other houses and people use our path for access, so I tell mum it is no good for chickens or privacy.

Still in front of the cottage but in a darkening street, the atmosphere has changed, there is a young girl who does not want to be with her step parents, there is a history of abuse of some kind. I am telling her that she does not have to go with them when some kind of alarm sounds. It is the signal that ‘they’ are coming to snatch people. There are a group of us and I tell them to grab whatever warm clothes, rugs are to hand and make for the mountains. We do that and in a sheltered part after a long climb we settle down to try and stay warm and decide what to do.

Looking down from where we are there is some kind of industrial site, maybe a dam being built, lots of bare earth and concrete. The people working there are those who have already been ‘snatched’. One of our group is telling us something about what we should do next , but we are aware that this is what the ‘snatchers’ want us to do…we find an implant in his neck and remove it. We also take an alarm device from him which is to give out a siren and verbal warning to evacuate the area, because of volcanic activity, we can already see the volcanic glow, so we activate the device and see the ‘snatchers’ running to safety.

As a group which seems to have expanded with some of the workers we head into the mountains and find a sort of cave entrance, it is manned by people of 'our race' who are transporting, (by space craft or similar method) people away to I assume another planet …somewhere safe anyway. We ask them to help us too, and they will but say the ones with us who are not ‘like us’ can’t go. I argue that these others are ‘with us’ and MUST be accepted too. As I am doing this, fighting begins outside with the ‘snatchers’ killing many. The doors are slammed shut and we are left grieving for those who didn’t make it inside."

So do you think I should call the men in white coats now? lolol.