Depends how you look at it. In the UK we have this bizarre ‘putting the clocks forward/back‘, depending on the time of year. Spring forward, fall back, is the way to remember, apparently, although it seems ironic that the Americans clearly invented that phrase, as they don’t have ‘autumn’, according to Microsoft American English, neither do they have to put their clocks back. I always come away thinking that it just gets darker the following day, at one end or the other, and it really does single out this little island of ours and it’s eccentricities which so many people find so ‘cutely English‘. Anyhow, tomorrow morning will be a day of ‘nothing-going-on-ness’ after a week of frantic hurly-burly at work which saw one person fired, another hospital bound, and yet another perched so loftily above his station that it will be a miracle if he lasts another week, though he is likely to be saved by his trusty taiwanese manservant to fight another week after this one at least.
Lose an hour? I think I need another 24 for free to make up for the week I’ve just had. It will, however, be back to normal in about three months time when pastures new, or ‘the bit where the grass is always greener‘ turns up to offer a new challenge for 2015 and beyond. It should be fun. Somehow, I have no doubt about that. Sleep well and rest up you – and don’t forget, you won’t get so much of it tonight. Monday is the start of something big.