I need some bally help, chaps! Hottie at a bars, kissie kissie, gone?!

I was at a bar, and it was a bit dusty and dark, smoke filled the air and I walked up to the bar table and leaned against it. But, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a very cute man wearing a greenish shirt and cacky pants. He was reeeealy cute and I walked over to him as he walked over to me. Our eyes met betwix smoke and love. We kissed. And I could swear I felt it. Afterwards, he told me to go to his house and that he would be there, so I left the bar, (it was suddenly the next morning as I left) and in front of me was a huge field of bright sunflowers in full bloom, and the hot bar-boy lived across the field. I ran happily, a big grin of joy across my face, through the fields of the fresh golden flowers. I stopped as the flowers did in front of a fixer-upper shack. It was rotted and old, the roof was caved in a bit and the whole house was slanted. I called out an unknown name, but nobeast answered. I woke saddly.

Wot does it mean, blokes?