OK, so you get old. But, you still have your dreams You might think that years of being tied to a mortgage debt the size of the Welsh GDP will wear you down. Or 15 years of corporate life would eventually get to you. Or life with a loving but nagging wife would tear away at your inner soul. But, you're still clinging onto your dreams Untrained eyes can't quite see life beneath the grey, emotionless mask middle aged man puts on every day. No one can delve into your dreams. They're in there somewhere. They're always there, and just occasionally the dreams come to the surface. This is a journey of passion and purpose. It's a peek into my dreams. OK, it's not so much about a story of bettering myself or being a better Dad, or a better Husband. It's a plane old simple quest for more, a quest for stuff, a yearning for luxury. Some of these dreams are funny, some spontaneous, none are well planned and pretty much all are selfish and materialistic Just rarely they got approval from my wife