This morning (Sunday) we had the switching of time here, as we lost an hour as we sprang forward into summer, for British Summer Time.
Get the barbeque out.
But don’t forget the patio heater too.
I’ve never really understood, like most of the northern hemisphere, why there is a need to change the clocks, as to best use the daylight hours that we get.
I mean, if the industry you’re in can make better use of starting the day earlier, then start the day earlier, and vica-versa.
No need for us all, and all our clock bearing devices, to be updated.
My weekend was further complicated by the fact that technology appears to be in a bit of a limbo, and that I needed to rely on it to make our Sunday our success.
See my son had been invited to two parties, and then there was an event at his proposed school in the afternoon.
It was all set up quite nicely, an early start, but all these activities were lined up nicely for an action packed day.
The first party was due to start at 10:00, at a place about 20 minutes by car away. Working backwards this meant we had to be up two hours before to give me enough time to get us both washed, dressed and fed breakfast.
08:00 on a Sunday would be a lie in, no need for an alarm clock.
But as we were losing an hour, 8 actually became 7 and we did indeed need an alarm call, just in case we slept passed that hour.
My alarm setting dilemma was if my phone would auto-update the time, thus I could set that alarm for 8 to get 7, if you get my drift.
I wasn’t sure, so I also set my archaic radio alarm for 07:00 as I knew that wouldn’t auto-update.
As it happens, both alarms went off at the appropriate times, and we were both up anyway.
I was also pleased we had such a busy day, as I hoped it would tire my boy out more than usual, so I could get him into bed an hour before he went yesterday, regardless of what his R2-D2 clock said.
I’ve been met half-way, and will be interested to see what time ‘we’ are up tomorrow.
Whatever time it is I hope it isn’t cold, that reminds me, I must go change the times on our under-floor heating and conventional heating systems.
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