So the clocks are going FORWARD this morning in yet another annoyance of life. I’m unclear as to why we still put the clocks backwards and forwards nowadays.
Some people say they put the clocks back to stop school children getting mowed down on the roads coming back from school (but with darker mornings wouldn’t they become Road Kill on the way in to school?).
Other people say it goes back to the days of agriculture where everyone lived on farms, before the days of Tesco Direct, making their own bread, cheese and growing their own pasta trees.
If this daylight saving idea was originally intended for farmers, surely it makes sense that as there are less farmers now to scrap it. I am aware that farms are still in existence, but nowadays the majority of the population work with Windows and not Windmills.
Anyway, that’s enough of that, things won’t change, unless the government want them to, in which case the public won’t be consulted anyway.
I’ll go to bed now, get up late (hence the hour difference) and go around the house putting clocks, mobile phones, microwave ovens and various other gadgets an hour forward. Or I may as well just not bother, come November the time will be accurate again.
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