Ok a thread about me admittedly and sorry in advance but this is too weird.
I dreamt last night that I was in the departures lounge at Luton airport and I saw two lear jets have a very near miss while coming into land. The lear jet at the top of the near collision raced it's engines and started a steep climb and routed round to come in again. I watched the first lear land safely while the other lear was behaving erratically, making sharp and bold turns, much sharper than you would expect.
On his second approach he was coming in way too fast and too steep. The behaviour of the craft suggested petulance from the pilot and that he was not in control of his emotions. As he approached the runway he sharply brought the nose up, thus grounding the empennage and causeing the craft to dip a wing and cartwheel and break up.
Screams rang out in the departures lounge and (not sure how this would ever be allowed, but it was a dream) I raced out onto the runway and approached what was left of the craft. Everyone was badly shaken but still alive. They all were helped out of the craft by the fire crew, and I helped out the craft's most important passenge, Mr Gary Linekar!!!
After restoring his composure we walked back into the airport and I grabbed him a coffee. We chatted about Tottenham, and he confirmed he is a life long fan of the club and said that Harry Redknapp is the best manager in the EPL. We chatted for a bit and then went our seperate ways.
So in short, what the feck is going on in my brainbox when I try and kip? This dream was in Hi Def so the crash scene was in awesome detail, really realistic.
I dreamt last night that I was in the departures lounge at Luton airport and I saw two lear jets have a very near miss while coming into land. The lear jet at the top of the near collision raced it's engines and started a steep climb and routed round to come in again. I watched the first lear land safely while the other lear was behaving erratically, making sharp and bold turns, much sharper than you would expect.
On his second approach he was coming in way too fast and too steep. The behaviour of the craft suggested petulance from the pilot and that he was not in control of his emotions. As he approached the runway he sharply brought the nose up, thus grounding the empennage and causeing the craft to dip a wing and cartwheel and break up.
Screams rang out in the departures lounge and (not sure how this would ever be allowed, but it was a dream) I raced out onto the runway and approached what was left of the craft. Everyone was badly shaken but still alive. They all were helped out of the craft by the fire crew, and I helped out the craft's most important passenge, Mr Gary Linekar!!!
After restoring his composure we walked back into the airport and I grabbed him a coffee. We chatted about Tottenham, and he confirmed he is a life long fan of the club and said that Harry Redknapp is the best manager in the EPL. We chatted for a bit and then went our seperate ways.
So in short, what the feck is going on in my brainbox when I try and kip? This dream was in Hi Def so the crash scene was in awesome detail, really realistic.
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