I remember very little of this dream, but I was staying at my mum's house and it was very late at night. The house was totally different to her house in real life, and seemed more like a palace than a house.

We were sitting downstairs and my mum was looking very tired. I told her that she didn't need to stay up for my benefit, but she said that she wanted to stay up.

The only other thing I remember was going to Cambridge city centre in the middle of the night. When I got there I saw a girl walking past and approached her and asked her for the time. She was very pretty, but looked like she had been crying, and I somehow knew that she was a prostitute.

The girl just looked at me before she walked off. I said "good night" to her as she walked away.