Location: Unspecified Location & Ireland

I was sitting in the back of P's car and we were driving somewhere. We were driving down a single carriageway country road and ET was with us. He had just started a new job working at a refuse and waste plant or a recycling centre, something like that. I said he's lucky and I wish I could get a job like that as I love things to do with waste. He said I probably wouldn't enjoy it, and I agreed with him. I started throwing bits of rubbish out the window, but P gave me some different colour round objects and said to throw those out instead. I threw some out and they started doing some strange movement where they hit the ground, then flew up and started following the car, catching up to it, coming close to the window, allowing me to catch them. At some point I threw some out and they landed on the car windscreen and they wouldn't budge so P sped up to just over 80mph and turned the car steering wheel slightly, which allowed the objects to come off the windscreen, do their movement then come back to the window for me to catch them. Then, P threw each and every one of them out, as they came back I safely caught every single object.

The dreamscape changed and we had arrived at some house in the countryside where P lived. He was stressed out, something to do with picking his kids up. He then began painting the walls, wearing scruffy overalls to do the job. We were in the first room of the house, which was a garage. I think there was one or two cars here. I can't remember what happened next but P threw bits of paint at me in a joking manner, I was backing away from him defensively in the hallway but he splashed me anyway and I went to the room, opposite the garage, which was a kitchen and MF also lived here. I can't remember what I said to him but it may have had something to do with the paint. I went back to the hallway, and D had arrived. I went into the garage and saw paint all over the front of my car. I said "P, I'm gonna kill you" and D replied "No, you will not" or something like that, she knew that it was all done in a joking manner. The garage door was open and D's car was parked here. Suddenly, there were more people in the garage, including my dad and a married couple I didn't recognise, and the items on the walls began moving without anyone touching them. The items were some planks of wood, and a stool, which is what's on the back garage wall at address redacted in real life. Dad pointed out to me the object moving from the end of the plank of wood, which was moving as if someone was pulling or shaking it, but nobody was there. We all tried to stop the objects from moving and I said "Is anyone there?", Dad replied "Well done, Jack" and the objects began shaking more violently. Then everyone started floating in mid-air, as if they'd been picked up by this invisible force. I ran outside the garage to escape the force but looked back and saw everyone floating in mid air, so I walked back and felt myself picked up by the force. I then woke up.

The next dream was after 6am:

I was in my bedroom at Dad's and I was DXing on the stereo, I was just using the wire as an antenna but I was still getting good results, I was able to null out TFM on 96.6 and receive Heart Northampton. The station was changing as I moved the wire around and I clearly heard the ID "This is Heart". I pressed a button on the stereo and it changed to 104.8, with the "stereo" and "tuned" lit up. There was a song playing but I don't remember what it was. The screen went blank but I got it back on somehow, and the RDS was reading "HOMEWORK". The song ended and the next one came on without any vocal ID. The next song was 'Everybody's Changing' by Keane. I was taking pictures of these and sending them to MF at the time. The next thing I remember was being somewhere in Ireland, DXing on the same stereo and being able to receive Capital Yorkshire on 105.1 and something else on 105, which could have been Zetland FM. They were both too weak for RDS. I then woke up.