My crazy dreams continue.

This was wednesday night, o(or rather Thursday morning for me).

I was at work and we found some photographs, but no one knew who they'd belong to. (We do photo developing amongst other things though not us personally)

Anyway no one knew who these photos belonged to there was a striking man in the photo with his family he was Australian though how we knew he was Australian just by his picture is anyones guess. Later one of the other women came in lets call her C.
C works with us on our night team so she helped me look at the photos to decipher who he was and whether we could possibly contact him. But it was a tough job.

In the end we were looking for clues maybe we might recognise the area the location. But at this time we were needed elsewhere but we felt we had to give 110% to return the photos to its rightful owner so we were dividing the time between the two.

It got to the stage where we got a magnifying glass out to make sure we didn;'t miss anything.

It was in a rural setting like on some big playing field, marquees like it was some country fayre or something (some tall buildings in the distance

There was a big banner with writing on and a telephone number. It was an 0800 number (can't remember the rest sadly)

So all we had to do is phone the number to find out where it was.


sadlythis is where the dream ended.

Can anyone get their head around this one.