Wind-up
Starting on the hour, she went clockwise with one little one. I'd already started at five to, going anti-clockwise to collect two more. We both left at half past and arrived twelve minutes later at around eleven forty five. I arrived five minutes before them despite already leaving at twenty to to collect the others, starting again at twenty five to.
At Midday the party started. Fifteen in total, all there to celebrate one who was one.
We both left at three fifty, starting at half past. No holdups on the M25 either way. Remarkably, both home by six.
- Category: True Stories Told As Fiction
- Tags: M25 clock analogy gone crazy
3 comments add one below
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Neville Hunt over 7 years ago
We'll done, Drew. It's a bit of a brain teaser, but it may be explained by Sunday's out-of-date turkey pie messing with mine! Yesterday it was party food, so the second half of the pie is in the oven now. Out-of-date ham rissoles tomorrow. And then that's it... one way or another!
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Lisa Williams over 7 years ago
Hope you weren't too wound up by it all x
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Neville Hunt over 7 years ago
Nice one, Lisa, I clocked that after a bit of cog-itation.
