A recurring theme in this dream, especially in the parts I don't remember well enough to write down was architecture. I'm pretty sure the first part had something to do with my house, and possibly with getting work done on the house, or wanting to get work done on it.

I'm at home with Yu Lee, except our house is totally different and is in Spain. I was in the garden, and I'm pretty sure we were looking at barbecues at some point. As part of some research for something I'm watching Hollyoaks or something similar on my laptop in the garden.

With about 5 minutes to go my dad and step-mum arrive in their car and park in our garden (which is very similar to my dad's garden and goes right around the house, containing the drive). As I don't want to be ridiculed I quickly close off my tv program.

We are in the garden for a while and I talk to my dad about barbecues and tell him I want a new one. I show him some pictures on the laptop and ask him what he thinks of 'outdoor kitchens' with built in sinks.

The discussion moves on to dinner, and my step-mum says "We were going to go out to a nice little place just outside of Torrevieja, but we can't take the car that far so we'll need to go somewhere in walking distance." I ask why we can't drive and she goes on to explain that she's selling her car, and she's just had the odometer rolled back to 3000 miles and can't let it go too far over when she sells it. I remember thinking you'd never get away with that in England.

"I can drive" I reply, "or more precisely I can drive us there and Yu Lee can drive us back because I'll be drunk!"

Paul Francis (from my school) and another dream character, either Rod (from my school) or Zen (my girlfriend's brother) were sleeping over at my house. Paul was being a dick just like he is in real life, and he kept pushing his luck and winding me up. I'm sure I hit him at some point, and once he did a horrible burp in my face so I spat in his face and he seemed to get the message to leave me alone.

At some point during the dream he gave me a t-shirt.

We were just about to go to sleep at around midnight, when Zen / Rod's phone rings and it's someone asking him if he wants to play table tennis outside. He asks if I want to come and I say "obviously not" and he disappears outside.

As we are about to go to bed I ask Paul if he want's me to find a blanket for him. He says "I'll just have the duvet" and I tell him it's not here because me and Yu Lee just got back off holiday. He says "Ok I'll have this then" and points to a throw-over on the back of an arm chair. I tell him he can use that, but if he wants a blanket to ask me and I'll find one for him.

I'm sure that when I woke up the dream had progressed and I was dreaming about something completely different.

I remember several fragments of this dream with varying degrees of clarity.

The vaguest memory is from the earliest part of the dream. I remember we had builders in doing work in the garden, and something about large metal boxes / very small sheds that the previous people had left behind. They seemed to slot together and half fill the side passage.

The next part of the dream was in some kind of venue. We were at an event that seemed like a stand-up comedy show, except the guy doing it wasn't a comedian, but some guy giving a presentation that seems to have quiz elements to it.

After we'd been at the 'show' for quite a while, the guy on the stage asks a question "In music, what is a <something>?" I instinctively think it's when you lower the pitch by a tone, and then he plays some music with it in as an example and I'm sure that I was right. Someone in the audience puts up their hand and says what I was thinking and they were right.

I turn to the others in my group and say that I want to leave early to avoid the rush of people leaving, and they are all asleep. They wake up and we discuss it, and they say they want to wait until the end, even though they were all sleeping. At that moment the show finishes and everyone gets up, and I'm annoyed that no one listened to me.

The final part of my dream was the clearest, especially when I'd just woken up.

I'm at WorldPay, and it's my final week there. I'm talking to a girl (I think the Bolivian girl) about wiki pages. She says

"Who will write the wiki pages when you're gone?"

I said that I wrote the wiki page, and I wrote the tool that the page is about. I said all of the software is written by half of the test team, and the other devs just do bug fixes.

We are walking outside now because it's the end of the day, and it is sunny outside. I realise that I've worked a full day by accident, when I'm only supposed to be working half days. This means that instead of having 4 half days left I only have 3.

I'm talking to Carlos as we walk, and I tell him about an interesting tapa that I've had in a restaurant (in England). It was half of a fried pear with crispy bacon on top. He says

"I've never heard of that before, it must be from somewhere in Andalucía."

I dreamt that a foreign guy was with us. I had no idea where he was from and I'm not 100% sure why he was with us, but I had a vague idea that there was some kind of event on, like the Olympics, and we had been enrolled to take him out to welcome him to England. All we had to do was to take him to a nice restaurant.

Looking at the guy it was difficult to tell if he was European or Asian: he kind of looked half way in between. He didn't really speak English and had a thick accent that was very similar at times to a Spanish accent. As he didn't speak the same language as us he obviously didn't speak much, but he did say a few words, and a couple of times when he had to say something with a number in it he would write the number out on a piece of paper and show it to us whilst saying it very slowly. Every time he showed us the numbers they looked as if they'd been typed.

We had pork knuckle as the starter, and I don't remember the main course but we also had a bottle of wine. When it was time to go the waiter gave him the bill and he wrote the total on a bit of paper, which he held up to show us and once again it looked like it had been typed.

"Nine-thousand two-hundred and fifty-four euros" he said looking a little bit unsure.

The bit of paper said £410 on it, so I said very slowly and clearly "No, it's four-hundred and ten pounds."

He repeated it to me, correctly this time, and I asked Yu Lee how it could possibly cost so much. She told me to add it up, so I did it out loud:

"One-hundred for the pork knuckle; one-hundred for the wine; two-hundred for the main course. Ok, that does seem right."

We paid the bill and the foreign guy stayed there looking nervous. As I'd thought his accent seemed a bit Spanish I asked him "¿Hablas Español?"

He looked at me blankly and told me that he didn't understand. Then I asked him where he was from and he said some country that I'd never heard of. I didn't want to make him repeat himself as he was finding it hard to speak English so I made out like I understood.

When I woke up this morning, I was dreaming about visiting my Spanish friend, Estefanía, in Lanzarote. The stupid thing is that she is not even from Lanzarote: she is from Tenerife. She is also living in England.

I went to Lanzarote with Yu Lee, and I'm pretty sure there was at least on other person travelling with us, possibly my brother, Bob. When we got there we waited for Estefanía and it was raining. I remember thinking "Every time I come to Lanzarote it rains" which is not true as I've been there once (as an adult) and it was sunny the whole time.

When we met Estefanía she took us to her parents' house, but then she had to go an do something so she left us there. In the meantime her mum and brothers arrived at the house. I went to the hallway to greet them.

"Hola."

Her mum looked at me and smiled and replied "Hola."

Then I came back into the living room, and her brothers came in too. There were loads of them and they were all very young.

"Hola." I said again, this time her youngest brother replied in perfect English.

"Hi. We don't really speak Spanish, we prefer to speak English."

"¿Por qué?" I asked. "Why?"

"Porque (because) it's a more useful language than Spanish." (or words to that effect)

Later Estefanía arrived and I went outside with her, and we were alone in the garden. I told her (in Spanish) that I thought it was strange that her brothers didn't speak any Spanish.

That's the last thing I remember before waking up.

Another weird thing about this dream is that the island didn't look at all like Lanzarote: it was green and forested, with English style buildings and no mountains anywhere.

I don't remember a huge amount of detail about this dream.

Me and Yu Lee were in a shop, and I wanted to buy a single rectangular label to stick on something. I asked one of the girls that worked there if they had any but they didn't. I told her that I really needed one and in the end she said she would go out the back and look for one, and she might have one I could have for free.

In the meantime, Yu Lee was talking to another sales assistant, looking for something else, and she couldn't find it either. When I told her that the girl I was talking to was going to find me something out the back, she asked the sales assistant she was talking to if she could find something, and she also agreed.

A while later I had my label and Yu Lee had whatever she was looking for, and we were about to leave. I said to Yu Lee that I was going to thank the girl that helped me, and Yu Lee said she would do the same to the girl that helped her. I was annoyed that every time I did something Yu Lee seemed to copy me.

This dream took place in a mixture of work and school. There were some people that I went to school with, and people from Jagex where I worked years ago.

The first part that I properly remember was being outside with a big group of people. We were all walking somewhere, and the Italian girl that worked at Jagex (who I saw in real life a couple of days ago and said hello to me) was pushing a pram. She kept budging people out of the way and trying to squeeze past them.

I turned to the person next to me and said this was about the fourth time today that I'd seen her budging past people, and that I didn't understand why she didn't just ask them to move. Then I shouted "Excuse me guys" to the people that were in her way, and they all moved out of the way for her and she thanked me.

Later we were near our destination, and this time there were a lot less people. I was with my friend Brad from school. Some other people that I didn't know started to approach us and were intimidating us. The main person doing this had short hair and a white t-shirt, and I had the feeling that he was quite hard.

After a short while he got closer to us, and I turned to Brad who just said "run". We started to run and the guy who was following us was right behind me now, and I think he tried to kick me but one of my Jagex friends blocked the kick with his foot (I think it was Mark S and I think he was wearing leather sandals).

We continued to run, and the guy in the white t-shirt got a bit close again so I pulled a tape measure out of my pocket and threw it at his head which made him stumble and bought me some more time. He approached again, and swung for me again, and Mark blocked it again.

After this we made it to the building and they ran off.

Fragments

I also remember a couple of fragments:

• I remember being in a meeting room and humming the guitar part for "The Four Horsemen" by Metallica.
• I remember something to do with a new nintendo console that came in multiple parts, and was like a weird arcade machine with loads of accessories.

I don't remember a great deal of detail of this dream, but I'm pretty sure that my little brother and his friends had accidentally killed someone, and I helped them dispose of the body. They were panicking, but I helped them cut the body up into pieces and put it in air tight containers, inside plastic bags, and I'm pretty sure I hid it in Cambridge Science Park.

The other part of my dream that I remember is talking to them and saying "If I have to move out of my house I will buy my own house in Maidenhead." I don't remember the context of this at all.

I dreamt that we were in a garden somewhere. There seemed to be a mix of mine and Yu Lee's families there.

When we were in the garden, I heard someone talking about the divorce. I asked who was getting divorced and they said "Shaolin and Ray - they've been trying to do it for a couple of years."

The main thing I remember thinking was that it was weird because they still seemed to be very much together and spent time together. The conversation went on to suggest that they were actually still happy but there was some other kind of reason that they were doing it. It didn't make much sense.

I was in the garden talking to Ray's dad, who was totally different to real life and seemed a bit like Mr. Miyagi from Karate Kid. We were chatting for a while and he was talking about how he wanted to go an stay at Shaolin and Ray's holiday home in Spain (which doesn't exist in real life).

I told him that I had to go inside to talk to my dad, and he got up and came in too. He said dinner was ready and Yu Lee came inside to eat as well.

When we got inside I asked Yu Lee what was for dinner and she told me, and she named some weird Chinese thing. I told her that it sounded spicy, and if it was too spicy she shouldn't eat it.

We were at the table at this point waiting to eat, and I said "You know you always try to eat food that is too spicy for you because you don't want to say anything. You know it hurts your stomach and makes you feel sick, so if you don't say something I'm going to come over there and throw it off your plate and onto the floor!"

As I said that I made a karate chop gesture.

I dreamt that I was at Lucía's house (Lucía is my Spanish neighbour from my old house), but Lucía wasn't there. I was in her kitchen with her youngest daughter, Victoria, who is still a baby.

Victoria is playing, and keeps going to the kitchen and trying to play with the utensils. I'm worried that she is going to hurt herself so I keep telling her not to (in Spanish), but it's having no effect and it seems that the more dangerous something is the more she wants to play with it.

I bring in a bag and put all of the utensils in it, and put some of her toys on the work surface, and tell her that she has to play with her toys and I am not going to let her play with the kitchen utensils. She gets angry, and starts being even more naughty and playing with the things I can't put away like the cooker and taps.

After a while I try to reason with her and give her some of the utensils back if she'll behave herself, but by this time she is sulking and not listening to me at all.