A Stone Globe filled with Poppys

 

17th

First was a work dream.
I was with Abi, was a night shift in one of them odd places with loads of floors and no walls.
I was mainly sorting out supplies of dried foods.  Lentils, oats n stuff.
The old fashioned style pantry cupboards had just been painted.
So stuff was all-over and needed putting back away.
I was washing stuff in skinks too.

 

Second dream was way longer.
Started in the dream version of Hurworth with loads of old cottages.
I'd been staying in one and needed to take a taxi bk to my main dream space over night to be back for a work shift at 8.30am.
It was in the café with Leon n Joan.
I'd cleaned the cottage, it was late afternoon and gone out to an old fashioned butchers that was closing.
They served warm pies and he was cleaning out the fridges and stuff before closing up.
I'd bought one of the 2 pies left and he gave me the other for free.
After I walked down the street past the pub and went in to ask about local taxi companies, I needed one that would accept a very long fare.

Headed bk with the numbers, ate one pie and called around to get someone to pick me up after midnight and crashed on the couch.

The journy home I slept in the bk of the cab, ate the second pie cold before we arrived. 
Called work ahead to let them know I'd be 5mins late.
I whent home, unpacked n got changed.
When I arrived at work they were waiting for me outside in the car.
Told me we would open later.
I got in and we drive round the country side before parking up on a high country lane with veiws over the country side.
They get out and there is a small statue.   It's a globe made out of small hexagons, it's all carved from stone... Some parts of the globe are missing and inside the bottom forms a bowl.
It's filled with poppies and there is a basket to the side where you can leave a donation, take a poppy and put it inside the stone globe.
I watch as the others do this....    Puzzled as to what it means.

They explain it's to remeber people and they are going to a funeral.
It's a small stone chapel not far away.

When we get there I'm collected by 2 guys, one was someone I know a polish guy, Dan.  The other I didn't know.  
He was from the area that was Czechoslovakia,  he was tall.... Very tall, blond though his hair was shaved close to his scalp.  They were part of 2 different militia groups working together or informants? 
I duno, they wanted to take me to meet people.   One of them knew Putin.
I agreed to go with the blond guy, we would walk.  
He walked so fast, probably cause his legs were way longer than mine.   I held onto his sleeve practically running to keep his pace at some points. 

We eventually met up with a hidden army.   One of 2.
I was tired by then, so I just joined the camp went to sleep there n woke up here.