Time for a change
Grandad October 30th, 2011
This time change business really pisses me off.
They come along in Spring when the days are full of promise for warmer times ahead and when nature is at its best and they rob an hour off me. Without so much as a please or thank you, that hour is gone.
Then in Autumn when days are getting short and the weather ain’t at its best, they come along and give the hour back again. I don’t want an extra hour of Autumn and I resent having to lose an hour of Spring.
I see there is talk of getting rid of all this faffing about. The Brits are talking about making it Summer Time all the year round. [Now if they could make it Summer all the year round, that would be brilliant?] They say they are happy to do that if Scotland agrees. No mention of Ireland, I note? Of course it has fuck all to do with the Scots, as the Brits will find out. It will depend entirely on whether Brussels agrees or not. How long, I wonder will it be before we are all working off EUST [European Standard Time]?
Of course the Brits have one ace card up their sleeve. All they have to do is turn Greenwich Observatory into a car park and the whole world is fucked through a lack of basic reference. Time would go into free-fall just like the Euro.
Of course I now have to go around the Manor and change all the little yokes that keep time. God be with the days when we only had clocks to worry about. Now just about everything has a little built in clock somewhere. A right pain in the hole.
In all probability I will waste the entire hour I have just been given, going around resetting everything.
And it will be getting dark in the afternoon instead of late evening.
I fucking HATE that.
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