I remember 1 fragment from an early part of the dream, and then the last part of the dream. My memory of the fragment is very vague.

We are out trekking somewhere in the UK. I don't remember anything about the walk outwards, but I remember a fragment of the walk back.

We come out into a very pretty area that is very green and quite secluded with trees all around. We've definitely walked through this area on the first part of our walk but it was not so pretty then. The first time I have a vague recollection of it being a muddy swamp, but now the ground is green with grass and moss and is covered with tree roots and large rocks. The area is flooded with a layer of crystal clear water so that pools form between the roots and rocks, and people are sitting on some of the rocks with their trousers rolled up and their legs in the water.

As we wade through someone says something like "look at the little frogs" so I look at the water and sure enough I see there are hundreds of tiny little frogs sitting in the pools.

The main thing I remember is thinking how beautiful this place is, and that it is very different from the previous time we had passed through it.

I very vaguely remember arriving back at the house although I have no idea whose house it is. I'm sure that we were staying over at the house because we had a lot of stuff with us, and when we got there there were a lot of people in the living room, and it was difficult to squeeze past with all of our bags.

The next thing that I remember is the last part of the dream. We are sat around a dining table and there are quite a few people there. Ben H from my work (WorldPay) is there, and someone's mum is there too.

At some point I look down at the jumper I'm wearing and I notice that is has started to go mouldy. I take it off so that it can dry out and I continue chatting with the people around the table, but then I notice that every time I look at the jumper it is more mouldy.

After a while I look at it again, and this time the mould has grown into what looks like some kind of pond plant with lots of big round fuzzy leaves. We talk about how strange it is that the mould is growing so quickly and so big, and we can't work out what is going on.

At some point I decide to get all of the rest of my jumpers out of my bag to see if they have gone mouldy too and sure enough they have. Each jumper has a different and highly distinctive type of mould on it, and each time that I check each jumper more mould has grown.

I have already described the first jumper. Another on has a different looking mould, with stems and leaves in bunches of 5 with each leaf being long and thin with jagged edges and lots of fine hairs growing out of it. Another jumper has lots of tiny red crystals on it, and the other jumper has weird plasticy looking things on it that look like fake gem stones and small fake stones.

Ben picks up the jumper and touches the plasticy growths and comments that they look like "posh beads".

The whole time I keep looking at all of the jumpers and thinking how strange they look, and how odd it is that the mould is growing so quickly, and that it is strange that they have gone mouldy in the first place. Lots of things are going through my head and I have a feeling that something isn't quite right, but I just can't put my finger on it.

After a long time, a through suddenly pops into my head: "Maybe I'm dreaming!?"

At that instant I immediately wake up.

Extra

I have just remembered another part of the dream. At one point the mother of the house goes out into the garden and comes back in with a plant. It is a piece that she has cut from a rose bush, and it also has bunches of 5 long leaves on a bramble-like stem. She compares it to one of the moulds and we cannot understand how the mould looks identical to the rose bush!

I only really remember the very last scene of this dream, and even that is a little vague.

We are at work. We are having problems with a tool that we use (although I don't think the tool even exists in real life) and I am helping people with the problem. It seems that the tool is no longer updated and there is an incompatibility with the latest version of Ubuntu.

There are 2 version of this tool: one version is a program that runs on Ubuntu, and the other is a web based tool. As a workaround I suggest using the web based version.

I don't remember who I was helping initially, or if I was just getting it working on my PC, but once I am done I go to see Carlos and help him with his computer. Right when I'm at the last step the new DBA ends up watching me so that he can fix his computer too.

The very last problem that I have on Carlos' PC is something that is not working right on the web version. I explain that it is something to do with the way that his browser handles SVGs, and the DBA asks what the point is in SVGs anyway, and why you wouldn't just use a normal image. I ask if he wants a basic demonstration of SVG and at that moment Chris Beard hears me and says something like "Oooo I want to see what this is all about too." He comes over so now there is quite a crowd around the desk.

I think about showing them my sleep chart (the chart on this website) as that is implemented using SVG, but I decide that I don't really fancy explaining my sleep pattern to this particular group of people, so I load up the online tool that we were trying to use. I click on 'view source' and find the bit with the source for the SVG, but it is very strange and confusing and doesn't look like it should. I tell them that this is a bad example, and that I will show them my site instead as it is a lot cleaner.

I go to my site, and am just about to click through to my sleep chart when I wake up to the alarm.

Throughout the dream I have a vague recollection that nothing on the computer was working properly. Every time I would try something it would not seem to work and it would take me several attempts to get it right.

I only remember a very small fraction of this dream, and I didn't remember that upon waking, but it came back to me a few minutes afterwards when I was laying in bed.

I'm pretty sure that most of this dream was about Zen. I think we were trying to play a computer game together but one of us was always busy. The only specific part that I remember was the following:

I am in London, at Ai Seng's house. Zen is staying there too and for some reason I had asked Zen if I could borrow a watch. He gave me a red Arsenal watch that was pretty strange. It was a big red plastic rectangular watch, and it had 2 watch faces side by side. The one on the left showed the current time and the one of the right seemed to be stuck on a certain time.

I went for a nap, and when I woke up I wasn't sure if it was the afternoon and I'd just woken from a nap, of if it was the evening and I'd just woken up in the night.

I look at the watch and it says that the time is about 1 o'clock which I think doesn't make sense as I remember going to sleep in the mid afternoon.

I ask Zen "Is it AM or PM?" and he says that it's PM. For some reason I think that this means it has gone past midnight and I tell him that I can't understand how I slept until this late.

Zen takes a look at the watch and tells me that I am looking at the wrong face. He explains that I have been looking at the face on the right which is for keeping track of the score of a football match, and demonstrates that pressing one of the buttons causes one of the hands on that face to advance. As I look down at the watch I realise that the left face says 6 o'clock which makes a lot more sense!

I am with my work people, going to some kind of team lunch in a restaurant. As we walk there I am having a conversation with Carlos in Spanish, but for some reason Atta keeps butting in in English. He seems to be able to understand what we are talking about as he keeps saying things that are relevant to the conversation, but I ignore him and continue the conversation with Carlos in Spanish.

The main thing I remember talking about is a piano at Carlos' house. He tells me that it is an American piano, and I ask him if he plays it or not. He says that he doesn't as it is too complicated and I ask him whether it is the keyboard that he finds complicated and he says "no". I tell him that American pianos can be more complicated because they are often electric and he says that this one is not electric. I say that they tend to be more complicated than normal pianos with lots of extra "knobs and buttons", even the wooden ones. The conversation doesn't make a lot of sense really!

When we arrive at the restaurant there is a room with a drinks fridge and everyone is looking in it to choose their drinks. I look through it and there is some lemon liquor that looks out of place. For some reason I say that I can't choose my drink until we know where we are sitting.

I wait for everyone else to stop looking at the fridge and then we all go to find a table to sit at. As soon as we sit down I say "I need a drink" and then I get back up and squeeze past everyone to go back to the drinks fridge again to choose a drink!

This is the last thing I remember before waking up.

I only remember 1 fragment of this dream:

I am walking across a football pitch, similar to a school field, and my friends are there playing football. They pass the ball to me and expect me to play.

I run with the ball and easily get past everyone. I am nervous about playing but am surprised how easily I can get the ball past everyone. I kick the ball really slowly and it rolls into the goal.

I look up at my friends and they are all annoyed and then they say "Well done. Why did you just score an own goal?" I feel embarrassed but argue that I didn't ask to play in the first place!

I am at work sitting at my desk and I look over behind me and some people are stood around Craig's desk. I get up and go over to talk to them when I realise that Craig is stood up and about to speak.

Craig starts a speech about it being his birthday. For some reason he seems to be really nervous. He explains that as it's his birthday he has brought in some green Russian style hats for everyone. I am right at the front of the crowd so I hold out my hand to accept my hat, but he purposefully ignores me and starts handing the hats out to everyone else until there are no more left. At this point I realise that he said he was giving out a hat to each of the testers which is why I didn't get one.

I ask Chris if I can look at his hat and he says yes, so I take it off his head and look at it.

Shortly after this someone says that these hats are multifunctional and also double up as lifts (elevators) and we decide to go and test them out. We walk into another part of the building (a part that doesn't exist in real life) and sure enough there are some lifts there. I get in one and go up but it doesn't line up properly with the rest of the floor. Someone says "What do you expect? They are just cheap hats!"

I am on holiday with Yu Lee and 2 boys (I think they were people I knew from school) and we are in Yu Lee's car. We have gone out somewhere for the day and we are now driving back to the hotel.

As we are driving we suddenly pull out onto a road that is high up on the hills, and we have an amazing view of the beach and sea. I comment on the fact that we had never seen this view on the way out in the morning.

We are driving up and down over the hills very close to the sea, and the terrain is getting rougher and rougher. Yesterday in real life I booked a driving lesson and the instructor drives a diesel, and me and Yu Lee were talking about the difference between petrol and diesel cars before bed. In my dream I ask the others which they think is better and they all say petrol.

The terrain is getting ridiculous now and I ask Yu Lee if she is sure we are going the right way. She says "yes" and we continue. All of a sudden we are driving on rocks and I tell her to turn the car around but she assures me it is ok.

Now we are driving on rocks just a few centimetres higher than the water. We come to a place where the only way to progress involves driving through a 2 metre wide section of water, and up a steep sand bank. Yu Lee puts her foot hard on the gas and powers through the water and up the bank, but she can't quite get to the top.

The wheels are spinning beneath the car and it is swerving from side to side. She realises she won't make it and takes her foot off the accelerator and the car rolls backwards down the bank and into the sea. Water starts filling up the car.

I wake up in my bed with a major adrenaline rush!

I am at work, in a meeting, and Chris Meadows is sitting next to me. I have 3 chocolate croissants with me and I am eating one of them. I realise that I only want to eat 2 of them so I ask Chris if he wants one. He says yes and takes one out of the packet.

Chris asks if anyone else wants any and everyone says yes so Chris breaks off some of his croissant and passes it to someone else. They then break theirs in half and pass that on and before I know it everyone seems to have a couple of pieces of croissant.

Upon waking the first thing I thought was that it was like the feeding of the 5000!

The only other thing that I remember is that in an earlier part of the dream I was at work trying to get my trackball to work with a new computer.

I have no clue where I am, but it is a room similar to a classroom and we are doing some kind of training / workshop. The instructor gives us some glasses, a hat and an assortment of other strange items to put on and I remember it being really uncomfortable. We were originally sitting on a row of chairs at some desks but now we are laying on our backs on the floor. The instructor asks us to close our eyes and pretend to be driving a car so we all lay there on the floor with ridiculous glasses and hats on, with our eyes closed, pretending to drive car, moving our hands and feet as if they were on the steering wheel and pedals!

In a later scene I am at someone else's house, possibly my dad's, and I am in the kitchen making something to eat. There is some left over casserole consisting of a chunk of meat in some sauce. I put it in a pan to heat it up, and I decide to break the piece of meat up with a wooden spatula. Each time I break the pieces of meat in half I am surprised at how big the 2 halves are, and in the end I have a pan full of meat.