Time's up.

Sitting having my tea with Callum at his house. In comes his mum, which was a surprise as she was in Italy and not due back for a week. I asked if everything was ok and she replied that the person who they had been staying with had died. A few minutes later she organised a memorial service in the house, people arrived, and so I went out to find some more chairs at her request. The house was in the middle of a shopping centre and as I looked for chairs I noticed that steel shutters were coming down and armed police were everywhere. I asked what was going on and they replied that 5 nuclear devices were in the roof space and due to go off. I abandoned the chair search and returned into the house. I told them they all had to leave. I was told to be quiet. I shouted out about the imminent nuclear threat, still no movement. I then took Callum and left. I noted as I left that the police employed a giant mutant turtle to roar at the house I had just left to get everyone out.
Cars were everywhere and endless queues of people heading out of the city.
The nightmare had begun.

Dundee Blues

This was a dream I had some time ago when my youngest son and myself were standing at the rear of a house in Perth. There was a feeling of dread, extremely strong, and then a blinding flash from the direction of Dundee, about 22 miles away. Some sort of nuclear device had detonated.
Wondering now why Dundee, who was it that I didn't like in that area? Mind you, traditionally there is some ill feeling between the two cities, or there was when I was younger. But that is taking things a bit far. Now know quite a lot of people in that area, some I like much more than others. But it was only a dream.
Going there today.