Introduction


Can each day be headlined by a word (or two) and represented by a single sentence?

Will they, in turn, weave together to form a tapestry of the year?

It may be more mundane than momentous, but it’s mine to share.

Sunday, 30 March 2014

Clocks Forward

Just as we get used to calculating the time difference to Mongolia the nonsense of British Summer Time arrives to confuse matters, ten o’clock in the morning here was six pm there, convenient times for a weekly Sunday chat, but this morning I got up at 9:00 GMT (10:00 BST) which is only 17:00 in Mongolia (there being no Mongolian Summer Time) in the unlikely event my daughter realised the clocks here had gone forward and compensated accordingly (she did, but thought we probably wouldn’t, but did come on-line a bit early anyway); at least I had an extra hour to adjust those timepieces that don’t now update automatically, which later enabled us to turn up at my in-laws for Mothers’ Day lunch on time this year, unlike the last time these dates coincided when instead of being 10 minutes early we were an embarrassing fifty minutes late.

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