I am in the army. I am with my friends in my bedroom, and we are protecting someone from Al-Queida (sp?). It is nighttime. There is a women who sits naked on the wall outside my window, but is able to make herself disappear. She says she likes being naked because 'It's what she wants to do, it's her life'. We peek through the curtains at her, and giggle. We see a man in red trousers near the grass. We train our rifles on him, we know he is the bad guy. Suddenly from his head emerges helicopter blades made of fireworks. He rises from the ground and we duck down waiting for him to explode. After a while he still hasn't so we peer over the windoe ledge. He is gone. Then I wake up.

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I am in a packed cinema on the back row, in the middle. I'm watching an 'Embarresing Celebrities' film. The person next to me wants to go to the toilet but the cinema is badly designed and I tell him it would be too much hassle to get up. He keeps nagging me, so finally I move. Upon seeing this, the entire crowd gets up to go to the toilet, including me. On the stairs waiting for the toilet, I decide to go back to watch the film. Fighting back through the crowds I am in the cinema almost alone. We watch a film of Culture Club repeatedly messing up the start of a song. Every time Boy George sings a word, he says 'No, start again'. Eventually Jon Moss is throwing his drums at him. Suddenly, I find myself under the covers of a bed. Peering over the covers I find I am a double bed with red silk sheets, in the middle of a plush ground floor office. I can see Broad Street in Birmingham through the office doors. I get my phone out, and try to book tickets to see the film I've just seen. A women at the other end of the office takes my call. After I've booked the tickets, I am confused and ask people what I'm doing here. They seem interested, and say they see a lot of people like me. I get out of bed and leave for Broad Street. However this street is long and steep, and on the left side there are huge red council estates. I walk towards them, and find that when I jump, I can glide down. At the end of the road are some small shabby shops, like Shambles in Coventry. I feel as if I know everyone there. I realize I am in Sheffield. The owner of the final shop takes me inside for a drink. We talk, and I tell him how hard I am finding it trying to get a job in London. I say I am thinking of moving to Sheffield, but a lot of my stuff is still at Mark and Lards' house. Another man comes in, and we talk of how suspicous it is that Mark's daughter got 85% in her Photoshop exams at school. We think she knows the Ctrl-0 cheat. The other person then asks my friend if he has any 'special stuff' coming in. I assume he means dope. Then I find myself transported to a studio set, where a montage of people I used to know talk of how much they enjoyed getting their degrees. The final part of the montage is a naked women sitting on a man, facing him with her legs spread. The show cuts back to the studio, where Ulrika Jonssen is presenting the show, with Sir Steve Redgrave and Bradley from SClub7. They are all naked, with Sir Steve on his back, Ulrika straddling him, and Bradley behind her. Ulrika makes some joke with the word 'cock' in it, and the audience laugh at it. She trys to start fucking Sir Steve, but Bradley pulls his dick out and starts sucking it. I think to myself 'This is pretty weird for 9 o'clock on a Sunday night'. Then I wake up.