Gingers and Souls

[steepholm]

So, in my dream I was reading a free newspaper, which reported that Ollie Murs had been killed in a freak accident, in which a deer had somehow got into a party he was attending and kicked him in the head at a spot where his skull was of unusual thinness. It was an accident waiting to happen, apparently.

How do these things find their way into print, even in dreams? I've barely heard of Ollie Murs - I don't think his name has ever passed my lips, and I certainly couldn't have told you his hair colour - yet there he was in my dream newspaper, his red hair caked with blood. I can only imagine that a hazy memory of Princess Beatrice stabbing Ed Sheeran in the face with a sword while pretending to knight James Blunt must have been at the back of it.

Not content with that, my subconscious (which clearly still had some copy to fill) added that by bizarre coincidence it was forty years to the day since rock drummer Ginger Baker was strangled in bed by an octopus that had escaped from a nearby aquarium. There was even a helpful inset picture of an octopus, so that I'd know what one looked like. Cheers for that - and for the five minutes of anxious Googling I spent on waking, checking up on the health of Mr Murs.

Comments

[hunningham]

Weird subconscious is left to its own devices and thinks up weird things.

I remember waking up from one very vivid dream convinced that my computer was powered by giant green slugs.

[steepholm]

That doesn't strike me as being as implausible as it probably should.

[cmcmck]

You obviously get a better class of dream!

[kalypso]

I have no memory of hearing Mr Murs' name before reading this post, but later in the day I came across it in a news item about his giving a concert at a county cricket ground. (Staging pop concerts is a common way for cricket grounds to bring in income.)

Most interesting dream I can remember recently was that the Royal Exchange were casting me as the lead in (I think) Hedda Gabler. I could not see that this was a good idea - I had little confidence in my ability to remember the lines, let alone act convincingly - but Maxine Peake was being very supportive.

[steepholm]

I live within singing distance of Gloucesterhire county cricket ground, so I've often been treated to those concerts. We had that Elton John in not so long ago!

I'm delighted to hear that Maxine Peake was supportive - what a trooper!