I'd been tidying up round the house, it felt completely real. Then went to wash my hands at the sink. I could see the water flowing,but could not hear it running down the drain or feel it. I then thought 'you're dreaming, the last ten minutes has not been real'. Hmm, what shall I do now as I seem to have some control? I went and chatted with Mum, and we hugged (she died 15 years ago). I went further back in time to the front room of our family home where my younger sister was with a school friend 'Oh you're back she said' I kept trying to tell them I wasn't really there, but don't know if I succeeded because I opened my eyes at that point.
No stilton was consumed in the production of this dream, but I had forgotten to take my tablets the previous evening (epilepsy, blood pressure painkillers for hip. Oh and a non-prescription vitamin D supplement but I don't think that would have tipped the balance)