*raises glass of Bardolino * cheers to Friday and to the weekend . Only 10 days to Christmas. *starts thinking about what to make for dinner for 24th and 25th *

By now , you will have gathered that it will be an alternative Christmas / Yule tide

I plan to decorate my halls with lilies and roses and light with candles .

That's it.
Food and wine .. music and a few guests .
Love and relaxed harmony abound

Meanwhile , tatties and veggies roasting in the oven .. nearly done .. Oh life is good

See ya be good

I rather suspected that eating all that cheese would affect my sleep and noctural visit to Dreamland Cinema

First part of my dream last night was about The Prof as a young child , about 6 and somehow I was doing things all wrong. There was no pleasing him. It was a struggle of a dream. I reckon that must have been me digesting the cheese. It as probably my inner child .

Anyway .. after a pee middle of the night.. I returned to dream Part 2. and was transported back in time to the 40s or could be earlier .. 30s even and felt just like watching a film . It felt like a previous life in which i lived a life very much like Fanny Hill !! Hang on .. I'll add a link

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fanny_Hill

It would not surprise me at all lol In fact very much like the illustrations in this link though slightly more modern clothes.

The scene is a hotel , a rather posh elegant hotel. There are two lifts , one for the service people and one for the guests. I am connected to the hotel in some way. I think I either live there or work there. My mother has died, I'm around 18 I think and am being introcuded to " service " in this hotel. I feel smart , but also a bit naiive. I notice how the well dressed guests and staff at the hotel behave and am aware of devious goings on , but either I am not willing to or not able to quite connect the dots.There are two men is suits descending the stairs and exhanging lighthearted banter - " Will it be massage then or .. " " No massage tonight " laughter ...

I am given money , two notes , I keep the 50 and give the rest to reception. A man picks me up in a car , we drive off , the car stops and we get out. I pick up a small case and he takes the other two out of the boot. I think he is expecting me to carry the other two as well and I say " Now way .. don't even think about it ! "

Then I find myself in a bedroom. I take a pointsetta plant out of my bag and put it in the window sill . There is big bed and the bedclothes and silk and satin and most luxurious. An old woman and man come in . The old woman leaves her old man in the bed with me ...gulp .. I think as he starts to grab me fearing the worst. Then in a stroke of genius I produce a box if Belgian chocolates out of nowhere and stick one in his mouth He then finishes off the rest , both tiers and disappears.

I the next scene, I am wearing something very silky and flimsy, no underwear standing with one foot on the floor and the other on the bed and the man in the bed is putting his hand up ...... and then I wake up

It was SO real .. felt like a past life. I must have been a very naughty lady lol

I've eaten a big piece of perfectly ripe and tasty chevre cheese while watching " Medium " mmmmm oooooo ahhhh so orgasmic it was and followed that with two very ripe kiwis, rich in vit C

Now all I have to do is get the freshly laundered fitted sheet out of the tumble drier , make my bed and lie in it

Night night , blogland .. sweet dreams !

;wave: