Craig Baxter

I’ve dreamed about Margaret Thatcher and George Osborne previously but my subconscious lurched even further to the right last night with the first appearance in my dreams of Nigel Farage. He and I were playing nicely together in a Lego play pit with a bunch of primary school children.

Dreamed someone (can’t remember who) asked me why I wore deodorant. I replied it was just force of habit and I’d been doing it since 1974. My friend Ken defended me saying he thought there was nothing wrong with that

Dreamed I attempted to release a geneticist from our local mental institution (I had been partially responsible years ago for his sectioning). Unfortunately I scraped the car in the institution’s car park and had to abort the operation

Henry V Part 2 Enter the two Bishops of Canterbury and Ely.

I wrote another one: Henry V part 2 open.substack.com/pub/craigbax...

Or possibly plant- or fungus-based

I need to become something better than a human. Not sure what. But it begins with renunciation of my disgusting species

I renounce my humanity

I renounce my age (60), generation (X) and my star sign (Taurus the bull)

Adopting specific taste as part of an identity maybe has benefits in terms of (reassuring, secure) depth but at the cost of breadth and acceptance?

I renounce my introversion and anxiety

I renounce all my musical tribes and loose affiliations (heavy rockers, proggers, post-punks, New Romantics, fey indie boys, grungers, disco divas, math rockers, art poppers, minimalists, atonalists, etc)

I renounce my nationality. It was an accident of birth and not even my accident

I renounce the football team I supported as a child (who incidentally are winning 4-0 against Athletico Madrid in the Champions League as I type)

I know I know, I thought long and hard about renouncing that one but, in the end, felt if the oboe goes, the Lotus 1-2-3 has to go too

I renounce my education, including my academic and professional qualifications: degrees, A and O levels, basic Lotus 1-2-3, grade 3 oboe

(Alexander Douglas says “Love is the opposite of identity”)

I renounce my identity as a heterosexual

For a start I renounce my race and “white” ethnicity (both unhelpful social constructs for modern living)

All next week I will be renouncing aspects of my identity

I dreamed my first golf anxiety dream of repeatedly trying and failing to “tee-off” (technical term). My dream golfing partner (Paul) had green balls. Later, in real life my golfing partner (also Paul) played with a green ball. At one point he thought we’d lost it but he hadn’t. Well played Paul!

I dreamed about a lovely baby sleeping peacefully on my bed.

Nice use of plates from The Expression of Emotions in Man and Animals in 1989. I recognize Mary Rejlander giving “chuckles” and husband Oscar “amusement”

Dream I attend an acting class and am paired up with Jodie Foster for an exercise in which we are instructed to “giggle like girls”. Jodie is, as you might expect, brilliant, but also a real delight to work with

Exciting news: Substack have been in touch to inform me that 16 people have viewed my post and none of them liked it

Henry V Part 1 Driving around England recently, and witnessing the resurgence of flag-hanging from motorway bridges and lampposts, and the re-facing of mini roundabout hubs in the name of Saint George and Union Jack...

I’ve written a Substack post Henry V Part 1 open.substack.com/pub/craigbax...

Dream I am in Wales and get chatting in the chip shop with someone who turns out to be a holidaying GP. I mention my high blood pressure and he recommends “lying standing” (to manage not necessarily cure it)

(Quite surprising with spelling that)

I dreamed I git an MA from Cambridge University

It’s really well written and done Jamie. Congratulations!

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