Dream or film?

I saw a photo on tumblr today and had a flashback to a film or dream I watched or had when I was younger. We'll never know.

The Impostor

I vaguely remember being at a meal with David. On our table were a group of 50-60 year old important men. I was talking very comfortably with them. I looked over and saw Mila and Ashton sat on the next table, and I thought to myself - I probably don't realise who I'm talking to.

Later, I was at a very big house with David. The owner of the house took David to show him something down a small thin staircase to the basement. When they came back into the room, I was removing a ceramic plate and something else from under my shirt and returning them to the table. I don't know how they got there. I wasn't stealing them, but it certainly looked like it.

Since I got back to England, my brain is probably hyper-experiencing the difference between Hollywood and Princes Risborough. (Sun/Snow, David/No David). Maybe since returning to my hometown, I feel like I was an impostor amongst the Hollywood crowd.

Howard Stern and old people.

We took the shortcut up Mount Olympus and got to the part where you can't turn right. We were waiting to go straight when we noticed the car in front of us was Howard Stern in a weird beat up old Beetle. We honked and threw out fists in the air to show our appreciation and he drove slowly on while talking to us. For some reason with all the windows down, we could all have a perfectly good conversation car to car.

As we drove on the dream changed a little and I was in a new car driving an old man somewhere. I seemed to be testing new cars and speaking to old people a lot. David and I came back from somewhere looking for one of the new cars I was driving in the car park. The car was in a disabled space and there was an old man sitting in the passenger seat. The steering wheel was on the right. I asked if he was ok and he wanted chocolate. I looked in the door of the car and found kids surprise balls with chocolate inside, but there was about 15 tiny chocolate balls, the size of ball bearing, and we both agreed we weren't about to fiddle around opening all those.

Flight

I was in Risborough at our old house when a plane flew over us accompanied by a jet. I was looking at the jet when I realised the plane was upside down, like in the film Flight. The planes flew over before circling back over the house heading towards the Whiteleaf Cross. The big plane crashed in a huge fireball, not sure if the small plane made it or not.