Ashton-on-Trent???
I dreamt I was going there by train and bus from London, but I ended up somewhere else "Ashton" and had to go back all the way to London, and then wait an hour before taking the right train to Ashton-on-Trent.
Does Ashton-on-Trent even exist? Never heard of it, so I will just have to google it now.
I don´t remember details of this dream much so I`m not gonna bother putting it into my
Dream Journal, but there was also a bit about a pretty 20-something black girl desperate for help, shouting "Help!" continuously out of a window (first floor, not very high), and people sitting underneath the window in a posh café and seeing her but totally ignoring her. I was trying to help her but couldn´t, and the people in the café wouldn´t listen to me either. Easy to analyse this part, but I can´t be asked to write it down here now.
Right, I´m back to bed for an hour or so (DAMN YOU LUGOSI for waking me up every single morning between 07.15 and 07.45 hours by clawing the blanket off me, meowing, licking my face and patting me!!! But so cute too. :D )