Here we are on Greenwich Mean Time again. Which is nice. We invented it. Isn't that great.
Well, yesterday, we were merrily going about our business on BST... What was the need to change the clocks in the first place?
The whiners usually tell us to think of the children, travelling to / from school in the dark. Who gives a fuck - they're all getting driven around in tanks by their overprotective parents anyway!
Auntie Beeb tells us it will take up to three days for us to adjust for this one hour of buggering about with our routines...
Up here in Edinburgh it won't be too long before it will be dark for me going to work, and leaving from work. How does changing the clocks help? Another famous excuse is think of the farmers. Well, after all the time I spent on a mixed / hill farm, daylight and the time on the clock has no resemblance to hours spent in the fields or on the hill.
Come spring, leave the clocks alone. We have the Greenwich Meridian running through this country for a reason.
This is a collection of thoughts and statements about things that annoy me. I am a big, angry man. Hear me roar, or piss off and give me peace.
Sunday, October 28, 2007
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