Biggles' Breems

Pool

Well, this isn't a particularly exciting dream but it did have the pythons in it. I'm not sure I remember it exactly, but it went something like this........ I was going swimming with my school as I do every other monday. When we got to the swimming pool my teacher decided that as I couldn't swim very well I should have special lessons. I went up to the shallow end of the pool and guess who were there. The pythons! All six of them. Suprisingly I wasn't suprised. I spent the next hour trying to swim having lessons with the pythons who were even worse swimmers than me. Not too suprisingly I ended up spending more time looking at Graham than I actually spent swimming. When the lesson was over I had lunch with Graham, during which most of the time was spent contemplating whether I should tell him how unbelievibly good looking he was. We then went home to my house where Graham seemed to take up residence in my brother's room (I've no idea what had happened to my brother). I gave him a card, but I don't remember what it said;something to do with the afore-mentioned dilema. He seemed unsuprised by the whole thing, but pretty happy too. I then insisted that he hid the card on top of the wardrobe where my parents wouldn't find it, so we did, I think by me standing on his shoulders. I remember the top of the wardrobe being very dusty! And that was the end. Like I said, not very interesting, but it's the first Graham dream I've had - or the first I can remember anyway!

Notagraham Dream

27/12/99

Hmmmm...heres an interesting one. Its not a Graham dream unfortunately, but it is quite different, and undoubtedly Python. We were walking along a resonably small high streat with jusy a few shops, a bit like Headcorn. One of them loked really dirty and scruffy from the out side. It had a big kind of bay window, as many oldish shops do, on the left hand side, and a grubby green door with a window in it on the right hand side. The door was open. We went in to this place which was absolubly yuk with dust and dirt. Very 'old newspapery' would be how I would explain it. The shop went back a really long way, with about three ajoining doors, making it long and thin. There was one of those revolving postcard rack type things as soon as you got in the door, which was the first thing I saw and the first thing I started searching through. I was looking for Python memorobillia, and too my slight suprise and delight, there were a few bits of paraphenalia - a couple of posters, and something else. Promotional posters for Life of Brian, I think. Then there was another shelf near the front of the shop, where I found more python stuff. All the time I had been looking, everyone else (mum, dad, chris....or mum at least, I'm not too sure about the others...) had been in the back rooms. I was told we were going, but I asked if we could come back later. It was only then that I looked at the person on the till, who just happened to be Eric Idle. Strange, but true! He owned the shop. I didn't pay that much attention too it though, as it wasn't strange in the dream. I had a quick chat which consisted of what I was looking for. We went out, and I think we popped back in very soon after. I don't remember buying anything though! Twas interesting!

29/12/99

Firstly, I feel that I should appologise for the vagueness and shortness of the following two very short dreams. I wish to make it known that they were both very short and they were a bit vague. I don't remember them very well....they are very vague and just fuzzy memories. Fuzzy memories, silly bits and outright lies. No no, just vague memories. Very vague memories. And very short ones. And the more time goes by without typing them up, the vaguer and vaguer they get. Therefore, I feel that now is the time to stop rambling on about how short they are and how vague they are and actually tell you about my very short, very vague dreams. Oh, by the way.....they're both rather short and a bit vague.

The following two dreams (which are very short and rather vague) are Graham dreams. They weren't the best Graham dreams, but they were Graham dreams at any rate. Very short and rather vague Graham dreams.

Very short and rather vague Graham dream No.1:

My memory of this very short dream is rather vague, so I'm not sure how I got to the state of affairs which we will start from. I don't even remember where I was, as it's all a bit vague. At home I think. Or in a book shop. I'm not sure....it was very vague. (At this point, please refer to 'How to buy a book, or, Colonel Biggles Lemon Curry LGE's instructions on what to do on entering a book shop and how to successfully make a purchase.doc, which was originally part of this document. As it developed, the LGE behind it's creation noticed that it could stand on its own as rather a usefull little number for anyone wishing to purchase a book, but not knowing how to.)

Anyway, we shall begin in a book shop. I shall try to leave out all the rambly bits, as they're getting a bit annoying now on account of the fact that they are forcefully preventing me from telling you about my very short and rather vague Graham dreams, which are becoming shorter and vaguer by the minute. We shall begin in a book shop. I was looking at books and I think there were about three about Graham: Liars and Crackers, I guess, and one I hadn't seen before. I don't remember the name of the book, but it had a grey/black/white cover with lots of photos of Graham, kind of like the 'Hard Day's Night' cover, only the pictures were arranged in that nice hap-hazzard kind of fashion. I picked up the book to look at it. It was a whole book of photos, which delighted me immensely. I was suprised to find out that the photographer was infact, Graham himself. I thought that it was a little strange that there should be a book of photos of Graham Chapman taken by Graham Chapman, but it was! I think the Graham being a photographer idea probably came from watching most of 'Doctor in Trouble' which was on last night and in which Graham played a rather stereotypical 60's photographer, which proved very amusing! Anyway, I looked through this book and noticed that it said that most of the photos in it were taken by Graham after he had died. Very strange! Most of the pictures seemed to pre-date Python, so this made the idea that he'd taken them after he died even more adsurbed! That was it really....all there was to it. My very short and rather vague Graham dream No.1

Very short and rather vague Graham dream No.2:

Now this one was at home. This dream was scarrilly realistic, and the 'looking at the TVTimes at the 'Doctor in Trouble' entry' was something I had actually done when I ran down stairs at 12.45 to look when I suddenly realised that it was on last night, and also did this morning. I was looking at the TVTimes at the entry for 'Doctor in Trouble' which I was annoyed that I didn't record the whole thing, seeing as it had Graham in it (see 'Very short and rather vague Graham dream No.1'). The TVTimes was open on the right page and lying on the settee. I was standing up, leaning over it, looking. My eyes drifted over to the BBC2 column ('Doctor in Trouble' was on BBC1, both in dream and real life). To my utter amazement, shock, horror, and all sorts of other nasty things, there was a listing for 'Graham Crackers'! Well, I guess it was called 'Graham Crackers' and next to the title it had a little picture of the top half of the book cover. I read the entry, which said something along the lines of "a documentry about the comic talents and genius of Monty Python's Graham Chapman." It went on to say that he had also writen for and been in lots of other things, and said that it was an excellent portraial.... that sort of thing. I looked to see what time it was on and it said 7.00 (19.00). As I had rushed down to read the entry for 'Doctor in Trouble' (just as I had in real life) of course, this was 7.00 earlier in the evening. EEEEEEEEEEEEKE!!!!! I went a bit mad with regret that I hadn't looked at the TVTimes more carefully! Thinking about it now, I think I might have started crying, and I also think that mum was either in the room, or came into the room whan I discovered that I had missed this programme about Graham and she got a whole load of grief from me for not telling me it was on and about how devestated I was that I had missed it. I was so unbelievably upset with myself that I woke up shortly after that.

That was the end of my very short and rather vague Graham dreams, which, in the end, in retrospect and considering how short and vague they were, I think I didn't do too bad a job of explaining them. And although they were very short and rather vague when I was actually having them, they translated to a resonably normal length as far as dream explanations go.

They might not even have been in that order, as I don't actually remember which one came first now. It's all very vague. And they were rather short as well.

Caught on tape

5/1/99

The first, very very vague - no, no stop that right now!!!!! I must not start that again I must not start that again I must not start that again. The first dream was from about three nights ago and I don't remember much at all. It started off with a trip to a new swimming pool type place, which I've had that dream before - me, mum, dad, christopher, and I think nan, go to this outdoor swimming pool which has just opened and is absolubtly packed. (I think) it is built in this big, really modern, glass building (yes! - an outdoor swimming pool in a building!) and we go get changed, go down to the pool, then there isn't room, so we are thinking of leaving. Then I don't remember how we get out or anything....it just sort of merges into another dream, in this case a nice (!!!!) Graham dream. I found myself standing by some trees and a sort of high, thick hedge next to a big, very green field which, now I come to think of it, might have had cricket markings or something on it....a very green, very English village feeling field. I don't know how I got there. It turned out that we were filming for Monty Python. I don't know what sort of thing we were filming....must have been a sketch, and I was in it. I don't really remember any of the other Pythons - although I know they were there - but Graham was dressed as a sort of late 17th /early 18th century gent in red velvety waistcoat with gold buttons and trim..... you know the sort of thing. I don't know what I was wearing. I remember Ian McNaughton being there.....he was behind a camera. We were about to start filming. I'm not sure, but I think me and Graham had to just run across this nice field and that was it. However...... for some bizarre reason (and I really don't know why!) when the call came to start rolling I laid on the ground on my back, staying in the exact same place, and Graham decided he'd just lay straight on top of me and....well, it was interesting! The rest of the crew really didn't seem to mind or care or particularly realise even. I think it was just something the two of us decided to do so as to annoy the camera crew. He hurt an ickle bit, but I just said so and he got real gentle. I don't think I woke up straight away after that, but I don't remember anymore - which is a shame! Hmmmm....methinks me shalt hafta have some o' that one again sometime! *G*

Rugby

Now, this one is from last night, and, once again, as is customary, I can't remember too much. Tis vague .... Firstly, I think I was in some second hand record store or something, prolly looking for Python stuff. Or could have been Catatonia....not sure. Anyways.... came out of the store right onto a sports pitch where there was about to be a big match (I'm not sure whether it was rugby or football....I think I might have thought that it was rugby first off, but it turned out to be football....or something like that!)

I was standing right in the middle of the pitch when the players started to come on and warm up. Two of the players were Graham and John Cleese, and its possible that Russell (just someone I know.....*sigh*) could have been playing too. I think (but I'm not sure!) that I had a quick chat with Cleese and said a brief hello to Graham too. I really wanted to talk with him, but he had to rush of and warm up or something. When the match started I suddenly found myself in the crowd (quite how I managed this I really don't know, but then anything happens in dreams!). I had a perfect view of the goal their team was aiming for. After a little while their team (don't remember who else was on it, and I don't think I knew then either) made a really good counter attack, and Cleese scored a goal from a cross by Graham. It was very much like the goal the Greeks scored in the 'International Philosophy' in Hollywood Bowl Everyone was happy. I think I woke up then.

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