I have noticed a fresh development in my dreams lately. Not in the actual content which remains much the same as before: failing to turn up for a lesson, or worse, turning up for a lesson woefully unprepared, etc. etc. No, the change concerns the actual procedure of the dreams and may best be summarised as "dreams within dreams". Here, I "wake up" in the middle of the dream and sort of look back on the first part, not realising that I am in fact still dreaming.
Here is an example of what I mean, fresh from last night. I was back in England during the summer and suddenly thought that it might be a good idea to meet up with old school acquaintances who I hadn't seen for almost 50 years, and that a very good way of doing this would be to attend the annual Beaumont versus Oratory cricket match at Lords. It was at this point that I "woke up" and realised that this was not such a good idea after all as I would not be able to recognise my contemporaries and vice versa. I nevertheless googled the web to find out when the match was being played this year and it was only then that I woke up for real.
In the real world, the annual cricket match was of course abandoned back in 1965 (1966?) when Beaumont itself closed down. I actually played at Lords twice as part of a team that was soundly whipped on both occasions. In truth, the Oratory were not all that fantastic but had hit upon the novel idea of "inviting" their better players to stay on for an extra year or two. In particular, they had two fast bowlers, hulking brutes they were, who seemed to us to be in their middle-to-late 'twenties.
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