Luzzle

http://smartiescollector.com

Went into a shop. Eating a tube of Smarties. Looked up. Security guard just immediately pointing for me to leave. Rather taken aback by this I did so. I promptly walked past the huge glass store windows outside doing the “V” sign to him through them. He saw me and came running out after me. Ran down and into some snooker hall. Coming back out I dropped some loose snooker balls to slow the guard down. Then chased into a less busy market area a bit like those in Glasgow I seemed to be there looking for good places to get lost/hide. Eventually really crowded market and I hid in one of several big baskets. As the guard rummaged through these the Pakistani stallholders told him to treat their stock with some respect and beat it-

Orpuw

Me and my brother and my friend Jay Dubya, who is crashing at our (not normal) house.... The problem is myself and Jay are sharing a single headphone socket for our respective Bob Dylan live albums (I'm on Live 1966, he's on Live 1964) and he keeps pulling the jack out, subjecting my father to it through the wall - not that he cares as it seems he's blind drunk-

I nip to the bathroom and someone's dropped a full sized rug down the exceptionally large toilet. The next thing I know I've picked it out and am folding it up to dab my penis. Then, all that sorted with, the rug hung up to dry, my father appears, telling us how he's been out and about checking out old sights of criminal punishment - with the exception of where they used to hang folk - because going up there's a criminal offence these days...?-

Virtinse

At a house or someplace and there was a dog, like a greyhound with a more Dobermann-esque head, the characteristic pointed upright ears. It had a short, but spiky, dark grey-ish and green flecked coat. There was also a snake in the house and a cat, though it had a similar sleek body to the dog with a small head (but this was that of a puma or panther). I remember introducing myself to the dog and it playfully clamped my outstretched hand in its toothy jaws. The owner told me not to worry, scolding the dog? I tried the same technique with the cat but it was not interested. All the while I was mindful (scared!) of the snake as it seemed to be circling me a little menacingly, skirting about the floor and working its way closer. I again attempted to pat the dog and it proceeded to clamp my hand a couple of times, not letting go. Before I knew what was going on the snake had shot up my body and wrapped itself around my neck and shoulders. The cat then came for me too and I could feel the sharp pain in my neck as it bit twice into the back of it-

Abukerd

Working in a very tiny space. Had to prepare meals. Kay Gee's old job. Totally dodgy feeling. No room. Meal I had to prepare was brought through in parts. Plate of flat Yorkshire puddings and a plate of roast beef. Had to make sure the roast beef went on top of the pudding. Poured milk over them both. Had to get a plate from up off the top shelf. Really high up, had to climb up to get it. Lots of kettles full of boiling water there. Trying not to burn myself by spilling them. Power cords getting tangled round my legs. Very worried and scared-

Wajjik

https://www.npr.org

Sitting in a room having a chat with three other guys - one of whom was Jaws-era Richard Dreyfuss - and we'd all just finished filming our scenes as extras for Star Wars. Next stop we were off somewhere to film the Hoth scenes - for some reason I reckoned this would be Tunisia-

Next thing we're flying along in this light plane over what looks like a strip of waterlogged fields, puddles in bits, bits of fields in others... It's very bumpy on the plane, lots of turbulence, more like being in a boat on choppy waters. So eventually I had to say it was "a bit f**kin' bumpy!", only for them all to reply "we're glad you said that!"-

We land on this strip of field/water - I guess it was a seaplane - and get out. Only problem is there's not much of a road running down either side and carts keep scooting past soaking us from the puddles. So Richard gives it "the next car that comes along is getting it!" So as this white motor goes past he holds up his hand and makes the 'V' sign and turns to follow the trajectory of the vehicle with it. Only, and here we suddenly get very worried, it's a big white hearse! It skids to an immediate stop just up the road - meanwhile we're all in a panic making our way across the roads to hide in gardens(?) - and these two house painters(?) get out, a young guy and an old guy-

Last I remember is being resigned to being cornered and, having taken out the young painter guy by using a big brush to cover his entire face with white paint, I am gearing up to smack the older fellow one with a tin of paint-

Kerbid

https://www.glamour.com

I am at the top of a tall new building (which I am sure is replacing the Empire State Building in New York). I am very frightened as construction is (visibly) still underway and much of the environment is open to the air and I can feel and see everything flexing in the wind. My friend Jay Dee is maybe there, but Sigourney Weaver definitely is. At some moments the works seem quite finished, structurally sound and safe, and at others the structure seems to be simply timber and open to the elements (and I seem to be very much at risk). I am trying to avoid looking at the views of buildings - moving sea-like with every pitch of the construction - that remind my of my perilous location at the very top. I spend much of my time moving very, very slowly, crawling on my belly and desperately holding on for dear life-

In one instance I am in a very small flat consisting of two rooms. It has very low ceilings and a girl lies on a bed/mattress inset into the floor in one room. She seems quite happy to be living here up so high it's unsettling. The wind and rain batter against the curved windows which form the entire walls. The floor to ceiling is maybe only a metre, perhaps even less. I can still feel the distressing sway of the building. There is a sense that the area I am in is somehow not quite connected to the (more complete) structure of the building below. Is there a stair that I could get to to reach a more secure feeling vantage point?-