Saturday night, Sunday morning
Saturday, March 29th, 2008 11:59 pmIt is just before midnight as I start typing and I shall be having a shower and going to bed shortly as we lose an hour tonight with the onset of British Summer Time and I am already quite tired enough, thank you, without the psychological baggage that comes with reading a clock that tells me that I am up an hour later than I should be!
There are no two ways about it: when I rule the world, the clock, if it moves at all, will go back twenty-three hours in the Spring and we shall all have an extra day off. Or we could spend twenty-three weeks putting them forward an hour each week, have three weeks of undisturbed timekeeping before spending another twenty-three putting them back. That would leave us with three weeks of summer time and three on GMT. I realise that it is rather pointless, but all mad dictators should do something potty and I think that this approach may well be unique. One for the history books.
We watched The Simpsons Movie tonight. Some good snippets, but overall it's not very good, is it? Still, it passed some time while we sat and digested a very tasty steak dinner.
There are no two ways about it: when I rule the world, the clock, if it moves at all, will go back twenty-three hours in the Spring and we shall all have an extra day off. Or we could spend twenty-three weeks putting them forward an hour each week, have three weeks of undisturbed timekeeping before spending another twenty-three putting them back. That would leave us with three weeks of summer time and three on GMT. I realise that it is rather pointless, but all mad dictators should do something potty and I think that this approach may well be unique. One for the history books.
We watched The Simpsons Movie tonight. Some good snippets, but overall it's not very good, is it? Still, it passed some time while we sat and digested a very tasty steak dinner.