Recall not good, because this happened much earlier on in the night. Part 1: Walking with a large group of people to play the part of Romeo in theatre, got the impression it was amateur theatre, like a school play or something (despite having left school years ago). Realised I had learned none of my lines as we got close, made my excuses and bailed. At some point I was in an old football changing room talking to who I think was a former player ar Br Utd - Brian T. Part 2: Dreamscape changes and I'm playing in a bowling match with my mum and her partner against some other guys, away from home in what I percieved to be somewhere relatively local, maybe 30 miles or so away. The scene changed from a lawn, to a bedroom floor type carpet, to a weird surface with a target at one end. Anyway, we were losing, the players left and I was on my own waiting for them to come back. I got fed up and also felt I was to blame for us losing so I bailed, knowing there was a fun park nearby, I sat on a rollercoaster, which was like a large sperical glass case, like a bubble, with metal seats. The ride was intense and so life like for a bit and then it slowed and was an easy ride to the end. After I returned to the bowling green where my mum and her partner had just lost the game but their team won overall as they had all won their games. We were trying to work out mums score on a piece of paper, which came to something like 1642, but we realised that was unrealistic so we took a 1000 off and made it 642 (which is still unrealistic) Not much recollection of anything after that.
No recall from the 28th or 29th (was drunk both nights). On the Sunday, had taken a couple of vallium tablets to soothe the hangover. Fell asleep on the couch from what seemed about 8:30pm, woke a few times, notably at midnight when I seemed to instantly slip into a Lucid Dream, I was having dinner with a guy I know and chatting away, fully aware I was dreaming. The restaurant was big and old fashioned, set up like a wedding but in a massive concert hall or piano bar (a very big piano bar). The waitress came over, they were all wearing lycra cleavage showing outfits and knowing I was lucid I attempted to pull the waitresses outfit to see what happened. She reacted angrily and slapped my hand away. This was a shock as generally when lucid I can do what I want. At some point not long after I woke up. Or so I thought. I had a false awakening, I realised this when things in the apartment were out of place so I visualised and moved to my mums back garden where I was hovering above. Until I woke again. Nope, another false awakening, confirmed when I went through to the bedroom to see 2 people I didn't know sitting on my bed, and the room didn't look anything like it does normally. There were also a set of legs protruding from the bottom of the bed, whether or not the being was conscious I don't know. There was a strong sexual energy from the pair on the bed that made me feel uncomfortable and I woke up. AGAIN into another false awakening I could tell by the living room being not as it is in real life, at this point I am starting to feel extremely disconcerted and so force myself to wake from the dream, this time into waking consciousness. I get up, do reality checks, use the bathroom and go to bed feeling extremely anxious and unsettled, into a sleep of dreams but not much recall and no lucidity. The next morning I felt a lot better and disappointed at the opportunities whilst lucid I had let slip by due to my own fears.