This dream was so weird with so many different and apparently unrelated elements that it may suffice for me to mention the caption that I wrote at the time.
"I prepare to take Kirsty to London for 'Process Dream Queen' in a steam engine, while Martians prepare to invade, naked police lie under a pink blanket, Sue flees the scene of a road accident involving police, and the 3rd car totally disappears."
Maybe it just reflects the rubbish that I keep in my psyche.
