I have a recurring dream that I am in a house with a lot of bedrooms off a long passage, like a hotel. One of the rooms is an enormous attic, full of children's toys, and one is small and all blue, wallpaper, bedding etc. and doesn't have a window. Nearly every room has a huge bathroom attached to it that contains a lavatory bowl and nothing else. I always go through a door in the passage and find myself on a big open balcony, with no roof, with 3 or 4 beds on it and I wonder how I will keep dry in bed if it rains. The odd thing is that I never go downstairs but I am sure, in the dream, that I am in my aunt and uncle's house in Whitley Bay, Northumberland. They both died, childless, many years ago and they had a normal, pre-war 3 bed semi-detached.
I bet Freud would have had a field day with that one.
