Vivid dream, can only remember later parts. I'd got really stoned at the house of some lads I knew in Sheffield about 15 yrs ago. Following morning (how does that work in dreams?) feeling vague went round to see cousin and his wife (#2 of 3) who got out a fancy boxed game I'd never played before. You each got a bunch of tiny 3D pieces. Before I knew what was happening she'd started a timer and they'd both made rectangular blocks out of their pieces. Then there was another bit where you had to put your pieces out on a Monopoly-like board. The game charged you money so I had to go out to a cashpoint. I gotta get outta this place thinks I, was tempted to go to a put but instead set off walking out of town. On the way I bumped into Basildog, sweet, then woke up.
I hate it when people tell me their dreams...