The toilet block event, and the church gathering and the flood

I am in Sheffield, and I am down in the park by the toilet block, with Pete, and we are planning on setting up his big rope and netting equipment, between the trees and the toilet block, which is being redone and improved by the council. Its quite a large project, and they have scaffolding around it. Its raining and we see john, and he comes over. My parents drive by- they are off to visit relatives somewhere, but I decide to stay to help out with petes project. At some point it stops raining and everyone is gathering together to see the new building, and I'm trying to explain something to someone, but I really need a poo, so I think I can just sneak away into the woods, but when I do, the dogs follow me, and the owners are all around, taking their dogs for walks, and there is no hidden place in the woods for me to do my poo. Oh no, I'm going to poo myself if I don't find somewhere quick..! Too late! ------ I am going to this churchy gathering, its a christian event, which a lot of people have recommended to me, its apparently quite lively and people really get into feeling it there, gospel style. The journey there is tricky. We are driving through Birmingham, and on the way, we have to go along these train tracks, and a train comes straight towards us. I jump off the bus, but luckily the train grinds to a halt just before it gets to the bus, inches away. We arrive at this modern church, it looks a bit like a swimming pool from the outside, and I go down some stairs into this room and meet this girl who I have seen before. She has dark skin and is very attractive and lively. We hug, and go into this room. Lots of people are playing and singing music, and as the intensity of the music rises, people lift up their hands in praise. I start to tone with my voice, and there is this organ which I play along with, and the music rises. I get a bit carried away, and as the music is dying away, I'm still singing out with my hands raised in the air. Now, after this, somehow I find myself up on top of a hill. There are puddles every where, flooding this cricket ground, which is surrounded by woods, and N is playing batting against this bowling machine, and is smacking the balls, taking out all his anger, and they are flying right out into the woods, and then we are all having to go look for them. While looking I bump into adriano and he is making a spliff. He needs my lighter to help seal the gap in the sticky bit - by holding a flame by it, it curls up and seals it, as if by magic.