I have no idea why, but for some reason I need to extract the absorbent material from inside of some nappies to mop something up. In reality this material is probably some kind of gel, but in my dream it was "nappy powder".

We didn't have any fresh nappies, so my only option was to go through the used nappies to get the material. I cut open a bag of used nappies from the bin and emptied it on the floor, and started sorting through it. I had to cut each nappy open to remove the powder.

The smell was disgusting and I was retching as I was doing it.

I don't remember all of the details, but I had some kind of confrontation with a very dodgy character, and I ended up having to attack him. I knew that this individual was well connected and that there would be consequences if I let him get away, so I realised I had to either kill him or hold him hostage and chose the later.

For the rest of my dream this big guy was shackled to my dining room table!

I don't remember many details of this dream, but I dreamt that I had a girlfriend in addition to Yu Lee. I'm pretty sure Yu Lee knew about it but wasn't too happy.

The girl in my dream was a lot younger than me and had short, black hair and was very pretty. The whole thing felt very fun and exciting.

In real life my Nan and Granddad (Pops) on my dad's side are both dead.

I dreamt that my Nan was still alive, and we were going to her house for Sunday roast. I spent a while organising it over the phone - I knew we were going to visit my Nan but I didn't know where we would eat. In the end it turned out that she was going to do Sunday lunch like we used to have when I was a child. I was happy with this arrangement as I couldn't be bothered to go somewhere else for lunch.

I don't remember arriving there, but a while later we were all sitting in her living room, talking. I don't remember who else was present. I started to think about the fact that my Pops wasn't there and realised how much I missed him. I was suddenly trying to hold back tears so I left the room.

I went upstairs to their spare room and when I got there there were Pops' things all over the bed. My cousin, Heather, was sitting on the bed and she was still young. She was looking at all of Pops' things and crying her eyes out.

I woke up feeling very sad and regretful that I didn't visit him more before he died.

I don't remember much of this dream, but at the end of the dream I was walking to my friend Peder's house which was in Cambridge in my dream. When I got there his wife and son were eating dinner but he wasn't home. I was just about to leave when I heard him opening the front door.

I asked him if we wanted to go for a beer as he put down his bag and made his way towards the dining table. He said that he couldn't do anything today as he had to sleep. It felt tense and I was sure he was just making an excuse to not see me.

I dreamt the me and Yu Lee took Link to Spain to see Dad and Sue.

I don't remember a lot of the dream, but I do remember that we ended up going places and seemed to spend a lot of time making our way from place to place. The part of Spain where my dad lived was also very different to real life, seeming more like an island than mainland Spain with lots of coastal areas.

The main part that I remember is the end of the dream. We were at Dad's house and we decided to take Link to some caves. Dad didn't really want to go, but he took us anyway and we all got in the car and drove to the other side of town where the caves were. When we got there we couldn't park very close to the caves and had to walk quite a way to reach them, but when we finally reached the cave entrance we realised that it was closed and wouldn't open for another hour and a half.

We briefly discussed whether we would wait for them to open or leave, and Yu Lee was insistent that her and Link would wait for the caves to open again and my Dad and Sue just went along with it. I said "well I'm not waiting around for an hour an half" and walked off on my own.

I headed away from the caves, through a touristy area with shops and restaurants and emerged back in the main part of town. I stopped to look around and get my bearings, looking to see if I could find a nice bar to hang out in whilst I waited for the caves to re-open. Just at that point I noticed my dad walking towards me on his own.

He asked me what I was doing and I said that I wasn't going to wait around on my own and that I wanted to have a beer. He said "alright then we can go for a couple of cañas, but no more than two!"

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

I don't remember a huge amount of detail about this dream, but I had a pet mouse, and for some reason I'd decided that I wanted to set it free in my loft.

I climbed up the ladder into the loft, and the loft was absolutely enormous! It was partly boarded in old floorboards, and most of the roof space was tall enough to stand up in with many different sections of pitched roof. It felt like being in the loft of an old mansion or stately home.

I let my pet mouse free and he scurried off in amongst the junk scattered throughout the loft.

Before leaving I started to look around at the items I'd left up here, and came across what must have been an old woodwork project. It was a small wooden box with a lid that was in two parts and hinged in the middle, so that you could open it from either end of the box. I suddenly noticed that one of the sides of the lid was moving on its own, so I sat watching it for a moment. All of a sudden it opened completely and my pet rat (who died a long time ago) was inside!

I don't remember the first part of this dream very well, but the first thing I remember was being out somewhere that we weren't supposed to be, late at night. We were hiding behind something and looking through binoculars at some people on the roof of a building.

The people that we were watching started to lay down and one of the people with me said that they were laying down so that they could shoot us with a rifle. We got scared and leave.

When we got in the car, I started to pull away but instantly thought that something didn't feel right. We were in a rush because I was convinced that these people were coming for us so I drove away anyway.

A little while later we were at a t-junction and I needed to turn right. I thought there was a big enough gap to go, but just as I started to accelerate I realised that there wasn't enough space and slammed on the breaks. The breaks weren't working properly, and although I was going very slowly I couldn't stop and drove into the side of another car.

The last thing I remember is arguing with the driver of the car and saying that I didn't know that the breaks were faulty.

I don't remember a whole lot of details, but my neighbours were being really noisy and playing music so I was playing mine louder.

Later on, after the music had stopped and it was later in the evening, I could hear more noise from outside. I looked out the window and they were watching TV in their garden. I opened the window and shouted at them.