I wake up at 6am to hear a work mate’s wedding I am invited to has started. I roll up wearing the top half of a suit, and motorcycle pants. The wedding is in a hall and we wind up doing the nut bush, somthing I alway hate.
I work my magic on some fetching lady but to no avail (sheesh, can’t even get lucky in my dreams!) Considering the work mate is Greek, there were no Greek’s in the dream, lots of work managers though (the statement about Greeks is incorrect so it must be dream thoughts 21/11/2014). The hall transformed itself into a house.