I really didnt know where to put this but I wanted to start one cause i have a LOT of boosh dreams (and they're all weird cause my brain is so fucked up!)
i'll start with my dream that followed on the next night, when Noel hated me.
december 28th
It was the evening, just after I'd watched Boosh Live on December 22nd. Me and Naomi were stood outside the stage door, waiting for the Boosh Boys to come out.
It was just us.
Out they came, I was more interested in the tourbus. "Oh my god! It's the actual boosh bus!"
"Yeah, Nat, they're there."
There stood Noel Fielding and Julian Barratt.
I shrieked. "Oh my god! Hello! How are you?"
The Barratt was reluctant to answer.
Noel on the other hand. "Yeah, I'm fine. Bit tired."
I erupt. "Julian, do you mind if I ask you a question? It's a bit personal."
"Urm.. Sure okay."
"Where abouts in Leeds are you from? Cos I'm from Leeds an' all."
"Morley." (Wether this is true or not, i dont know)
"Oh my god! I'm from Morley too!!"
Julian smiles.
I glance at Noel, giving me the evil eye, then look back to Julian."Not that you probably care, but you know.. Northerners an' all that."
"Yeah."
Noel sighed frustrated.
"Oh sorry." I say. "I'm not talking to you."
"Do you mind if we all have a photo?" Naomi asks.
The boys agree and I get out my camera and give it to Oliver Ralfe who just came out of no-where!
"I want to stand next to Julian." I say, switching places with Naomi.
Noel gives me a second evil glare and I wake up.
december 29th
Noel, Myself, Rich Fulcher and Dave are all sat on a flight of stairs.
I'm sat next to Noel, he's wrapping up a box.
"Who's it for?" I ponder.
"Bobby Bob Bob." He replies, giving the box to Dave.
Dave starts to open it and I recieve a text message.
"The presents for Bob!" I shriek, waving my arm at Rich. "He's there! He's there! He's there!"
Dave opens the present anyway.
"Leave him. It's alright." Noel tells me.
I open the text message, its from my mum. 'omg i'm playing on ps2 on toca racing. its well good. i want one. what's it plugged into? the telly?'
I igore this as one of my mums 'dafter' questions, and dont reply.
I looked back in the box and see a couple of penguins. "Oh I've got that one." I explain, pointing to one of them.
Dave hugs the penguin close to him like a 5 year old.
"It's alright." I laugh. "I dont want it. I must've got over 100 penguins."
"Really?" Noel asks. "Thats facinating."
I detect sarcasm. "Are you mad at me?"
"No." He lies.
"Are you still mad at me because I payed more attention to Julian that night we met?"
"Just because he's a Northerner!"
"I dont believe this! It was years ago!"
"Yeah well sometimes I think you might be better off with him!"
I open my mouth to answer, and wake up.