Clock-watching

The clocks went back last weekend. A single hour, no more; no less.

We’re attempting to reprogramme our body clocks that single hour. For one it’s proving challenging. 5.30pm became 4.30pm and that was significant. Mrs H is someone you always want in your car. She can always be the driver as her single half-glass of wine per evening keeps her under the radar. However...

5.30pm in our house is usually wine o’clock.

Heard every day since then at 5pm “Well this was well past 5.30pm last week!”

I wonder if that’s going to be her rationale all winter.