E. M’s Sunday Ramble #3


Do you dream when you sleep at night?

Yes, I do, sometimes the dreams seem very vivid but I start to forget them almost as soon as I wake up.

Do you wish that dreams were portals to other worlds to explore? Where would the portals go if you wished for them?

I have never thought about that. It would be pretty cool. I think that I’d like them to be portals to places, eras and events I’d have liked to visit or ones I’d like to see in real life in the future.

If you could talk to anyone in your dreams, who would it be and why?

This is another thing that I’ve never really considered. My dreams often seem like random stories anyway. I sometimes dream about my mum. I’d like to talk to her; it’s been 25 years almost since she died. This year she would have been 100 years old at Christmas.

Mum at home sometime in the 1970s.

What is the greatest dream you have ever had? (If you do not dream, share something great that has happened in your life.)

I can’t really answer this because I nearly always forget my dreams and many of them seem very muddled even when I’m having them. I never like to say that this or that event was the greatest in my life. I don’t measure events that way. However, I’d say that in real life, travel has been one of my greatest highlights. There are some moments, standing on the Great Wall of China and being in the Scottish Highlands that I knew were special when I did them.

Do you believe that dreams have a purpose?

I do believe that. I think that often they are a way of processing things that are going on in our lives even if they seem a bit bizarre. When I was young, I used to have a recurring dream that I was in school. I didn’t love school and the dreams often left me in tears. As I grew older though my dream self-started to become more assertive and say “I don’t have to be here.” eventually, when I was in my thirties I think, I stopped having them. I had a dream about David just before he died. I later came to feel that it was a kind of warning but at the time I didn’t interpret it that way.

Sweet Dreams! Our old bed, repaired for the third time and recycled as a spare bed.



I was born in England in 1957 and lived there until our family came to Australia in 1966. I grew up in Adelaide, South Australia, where I met and married my husband, David. We came together over a mutual love of trains. Both of us worked for the railways for many years, his job was with Australian National Railways, while I spent 12 years working for the STA, later TransAdelaide the Adelaide city transit system. After leaving that job I worked in hospitality until 2008. We moved to Tasmania in 2002 to live in the beautiful Huon Valley. In 2015 David became ill and passed away in October of that year. I currently co-write two blogs on WordPress.com with my sister Naomi. Our doll blog "Dolls, Dolls, Dolls", and "Our Other Blog" which is about everything else but with a focus on photographs and places in Tasmania. In November 2019 I began a new life in the house that Naomi and I intend to make our retirement home at Sisters Beach in Tasmania's northwest. Currently we have five pets between us. Naomi's two dogs Toby and Teddy and cats, Tigerwoods and Panther and my cat Polly. My dog Cindy passed away aged 16 in April 2022.


  1. Hi Taswegian! Thanks for joining in on my third Ramble! I loved reading your answers. I wonder if the school dreams that you remember are why you cannot remember them anymore. You might have a mental block on trauma dreams from school. Your mum was a beautiful lady, and sorry for that loss. I still have my mom, but she has Stage 3 kidney disease. I found out yesterday. We were close when I was younger, but now that I am older, we have drifted apart. I like the head and footboards of your old bed. It’s a pretty colored wood. Have a great week, and it was nice to dream ramble with you!

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    • Hi Amy, the school dreams were ones that I actually did remember quite well. I was a very shy child and teen and my theory was that as I got older and gained confidence I ceased to worry so much about the things that worried me as a kid and the dreams reflected that.
      I am sorry to hear about your mum’s illness. You may want to try and reconnect with her while you still have her .


      • That’s a great way to see how the dreams you remembered faded away. I was the same way as a child and then I turned wild as a teen lol. I have always been empathic, so I always attributed it to that trait.
        Thanks for the sympathy about my mom. I talk to her now and then. She is very accepting of dying, and I am the opposite. The thought of death scares me. I am terrible at handling death and grief. Hopefully she finds peace in it. I think since her husband died back in 2002 that she gave up to be with him as soon as she could anyway. I love my momma. I don’t know if she will make the changes needed to live longer.
        Hugs to you Taswegian!

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  2. I just love that photo of your Mum. Such a natural smile. She looks so happy and kind. And the background is like a conglomeration of a few different houses from my childhood. I feel so at home in that photo. I rarely remember my dreams either. And when I do, they are rarely interesting. I don’t know what it means that my subconscious activity is so boring. I like to think that it means my waking life has enough outlets for creativity. But every now and then (like once in 10 years) I will have a splendid visual dream. When I say splendid, one was awful. But the detail and the imprint it has made on my memory deems it significant. That’s what I mean by splendid.

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    • Mum did have a lovely smile, it’s why I chose that particular photo of her. The china plates and brass ornaments in the background now belong to me and I have the brass on display. The china is in a cupboard because my kitchen here is tiny and I have a lot of stuff to display. It is good when you clearly remember a dream. They say that you should write them down as soon as you wake. Mine disappear too fast even for that though.

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