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05.04.18

 

I’ve been asked to leave an art class, as I’m not enrolled at the School and the ‘artists’ are getting ready to ‘perform’.  The teacher is sat behind  a standup piano with a younger looking version of herself next to her.  I’m standing and staring at her as I head to the exit. She seems to have small golden bells in her hair which stand up like there are wires in it.  I stare too long and she says ‘You should be leaving’.  On the wide open road outside I turn around to see a procession of 2 dimensional, multi-coloured, man size, Felix the cats, running on the right side of the road.  At first I think there is just one but they are all behind the first one; all colours..  I cross the road at a crossing where there is a big , old fashioned (a bit like chitty chitty bang bang) white car, which appears to be driven backwards; along with a white boat squeezed next to it.  I see the driver, who is faced forward.  He has a big moustache but is not very old and is wearing an old fashioned driving hat (?).  I cross into a forecourt into an area where they are setting up for some kind of event.  I realise I do not belong there too and go.  05.04.18

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