Last night in dream I was driving a van with my father (RIP). We ran into a
police squad and I didn't have my seatbelt on and had illegal bullets on my
hand (In finland you are not allowed to possess ammo for guns if you don't own
a license for such a gun). I quickly stuffed the bullets to glove compartment
and fastened the belt. The police (man and woman) were standing on a grassy
hillside and we pulled over. I opened the window and the woman asked me for
bread. They had forgotten to buy bread and were having lunch and were hoping
for us to give some. We had two packages of fazer brand bread with us (which
we had just bought) so we gave them the another one. I also offered some buns
and they took few from a large bag I had on the back. After that we left. The
lesson? Even police needs to eat I guess...