Woke up this morning with a vivid recollection of a dream, which is extremely unusual for me, often I wake up and if I remember the dream, it just drifts away within the first few seconds. I've never remembered a dream in such detail. So here it is. Starts like its the lead up to a joke, but its not.
Cristiano Ronaldo and me are mates and I'm hanging out with him at Old trafford. He asked me to use the letters of his first name to draw pictures that are a homage to the male person( yeah I know). So anyhow I ask him how he spells his first name, is it Patrick or Patric, he says no, its end up at the end sounding like "ice", so it is "Patr-ice" (Cristiano Ronaldo's first name not being Cristiano did not seem strange).
So
P...I draw a penis in the shape of a P
A..I draw the face of an Angry Man
T
R
I
C...Cash, I draw a big wad of notes
E...somehow turned into an X. I draw a picture that represents the Xfactor, and whilst drawing it he says to me I hope you are doing the X factor as that's my favourite program.
The ones I missed out, I don't think I drew, but dreams being dreams at the end I had drawings for all the letters and he thought they were great.
Next thing I know he needs to leave right now. I told him I'd accompany him out. Alex Ferguson (who had also semi morphed such that he also appeared in the form of my actual boss as work), and the others weren't too pleased I was walking him out, but anyhow off we went.
Down a corridor, thru a set of glass double doors, and then we are walking from the rear of a classroom up to the front. And now we've nowhere to go. One of the students pulls a bit of plasterboard/masonary away from the wall and suddenly a secret hole opens up in the blackboard (my dream showing my age), and its big enough to get thru. I look at the teacher and said "this is like something out of thunderbirds, you need to be a certain age to get that", and now there are two teachers, an older man and a younger woman and both smile back at me in recognition that they get the reference. Ronnie steps up and into the hole he goes. Ronnie being a little fitter than me, it takes me a bit longer to step up and arrange myself to get thru the hole, and now I'm in a chute dropping downwards, and there is paper cash dropping down all around me, seems like this is the how they move cash around old trafford.
Anyhow I land, with my fall broken by a giant pile of cash. There are workers there shovelling the cash around, Ronnie at this stage is way ahead of me across a rear courtyard walking towards a helicopter. I shout out jokingly so as the workers can hear "Ronnie I think you dropped a bit of money out of your wallet here". Then I get up and start following him. By the time I get there, he is sitting in the rear of a large military helicopter, it's facing away from me, and you get into it from the back, and there is a single large door hinged on the left had side. As i approach the door starts to auto-swing closed, and Ronnie has his hand out to shake my hand. I just get there in time, shake his hand, and walk off to the right, and in Indianna Jones style, just time it to get out immediately before the door shuts tight.
Helicopter takes off, and I'm left standing in this back yard of someplace trying to figure out how I get back to where i want to be.
And then I awake
No Cheese was involved in this dream.