9th September 2002

The first part of my dream starts with me in the office where I currently work. I'm trying to do as little work as possible but we have recently taken on a new member of the technical department. The new member is Tim Saunders, a guy I used to phone quite often at work.

He is questioning me on how to make a tape backup the old fashioned way, which I show him and help him as much as he needs, but longing to hide behind my monitors at my desk.

The next thing I know is traveling in some kind of vehicle along a road very similar to Albany Road, passing temporary bus stop signs quite frequently. This all made sense.

Later I am wandering around Chestnut Avenue by the green gates there. I make a decision to go through them and then almost as suddenly choose for some reason to head into the complete opposite direction back towards Albany Road.