Yasmin Ross
Had a dream last night starring a girl I barely knew in school called Yasmin. I was in the bath and she was sitting in the bathroom reading a magazine. I asked why she was there and she said she was a friend of the family.
I asked her what she thought of my face. She told me it was okay, but didn’t give me a rating like I’d hoped for. She asked me what I thought of her face and I told her it looked a bit like Jonathan Ross’s face (even though it didn’t).
I asked her to rate my face, so she came right up close and just stared at me for ages. It got a bit awkward after a while. She never gave me a rating in the end and we just went back to talking. I can’t remember what else we talked about.
It then cut to outside where there a small bunch of kids playing in the road. One of them threw a football at a car, which swerved to avoid it. I was then outside picking up my dog Zeta’s poo, but I kept accidentally picking up snails instead.