It's been a rather strange day. Our clocks went back last night. [Spring forward and fall back]. It's fall here in the southern hemisphere. It's spring with the rest of you. So in relation to the UK I’ve gone from being 13 hours in front a few weeks ago to being 12 hours in front when the UK's clocks went forward to 11 hours in front today now that ours have gone back. To confuse me even more in a few weeks I’ll be 11 hours behind the ‘other half’ of my life and friends instead of ahead.
I was up at 6am and my priority for this morning was emails and a blog post.
Out forecast this morning was drizzle all morning and solid rain for the rest of the day (and week). That was a nuisance as I had a match to play this afternoon. At noon it was pouring at The Cottage but my opponent lies about 5 ks away as the crow flies (actually crows don't fly in a straight line but I'll ignore that) and it wasn't raining where he lives. The match was at 1pm. We both turned up at the lawns and the sun shone. It kept shining and the temperature soared for the next four hours whilst we played. [I wasn't going to mention it but, seeing as you asked, I won.]
By the time I'd got home, watched the news, made dinner, sorted out the week's diaries with Wendy and Martin and had long chats to Anna and Gaz in Scotland and Holland respectively it was nearly 11pm.
I did the emails this morning but I still haven't done a blog post and it doesn't look as if I'll get one done either. How can one be so very busy and achieve so very little?
Oh well. There's always tomorrow. Leastways I hope there will be a tomorrow. I'll be mightily pissed off if there isn't.
Just walkin'
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A great shot, if it's a consolation it it gusting 40mph and peeing down here.
ReplyDeleteDon't forget your wee flag and to wave it at your guests, your betters. I bet they didn't have to pay for the flight. Nor should they, they are sponging ambassadors.
Even the birds walk away from royals. Quite right too.
DeleteThey were walking away from me Adrian. I hope you are not suggesting.......
DeleteHa, ha,ha. That is the most wonderfully expressive picture. One picture can be better than 100 words.
ReplyDeleteAdrian is right about the weather - the same at Upper Bayble.
Funny picture, thanks for the smile :) We set our clocks forward last weekend. For me that was a strange experience this year because I think it was the first time ever that I wasn't particularly bothered about it, neither on that day nor the week after! (Usually I go on grumbling about it for quite some time...)
DeleteMonday morning here and it's raining stair rods too Spesh.
DeleteOddly, Monica, apart from getting confused (which I do easily and frequently over all sorts of things) the clocks don't worry me although sometimes it takes me a while to stop getting up an hour earlier than usual but given that I don't have a 'getting up time' that's largely an illusion too.
"I did the emails this morning but I still haven't done a blog post and it doesn't look as if I'll get one done either."
ReplyDeleteUmm ~ this is a blog post isn't it?Or are you channeling thoughts straight to your blog these days??
Are they Oyster Pied Catchers? From your trip North GB?
Yes Carol that was just me being a bit silly. I had hoped to get a Northland post done. I think they are Variable Oystercatchers. I don't think that the Pied ones have a black phase and although you can't see the fronts (I have other photos of them) they are almost completely black. Anyway they are certainly Oystercatchers!
DeleteThose time changes can be quite tricky, especially when different time zones come into play. And I like the image, fits your words beautifully! :)
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Thanks Mersad. One of the things about our modern world and living in places so remote from friends (as most of us in Blogland do) is the need to keep track on times especially when communicating in real time.
DeleteOne of those birds looks as if it is doing the "model walk" with feet crossing :). As for the clocks changing,what a headache trying to tie it in with existing time differences. And with twelve hours, the question is always whether it's twelve hours AHEAD or BEHIND the UK. Dear me. Time for a change of subject I think.
ReplyDeleteLike you, Jenny, I have family and friends scattered throughout the world. So trying to remember whether a friend whom I speak to a lot in, say, Toronto is 17 hours behind (which is what I think it is at the moment) or around that depending on 'summer time' etc or about 5 hours behind if I'm in my Scottish existence or.... the permutations seem endless. I just look at the clocks on my iPhone or laptop these days. It saves thinking!
DeleteYou cropped that shot perfectly, GB. I'm glad you managed to retain the sense of the comical. I wonder how folk managed with time zones before the internet and world clocks?
ReplyDeleteThanks Pauline. They really did look like a hunched couple walking down the beach together having a good old natter didn't they? I think before easy instant communications and the internet came about time differences were irrelevant for the majority of the population. We spoke on the phone to relatives abroad once or twice a year and the call had to be booked through the operator.
DeleteWe did have DST once back in the olden days and everyone complained about it and it was abolished.
ReplyDeleteIt doesn't matter what time it is....you're winning croquet matches every which way...good for you.
Loved the photo...it did remind me of an old couple taking a stroll on the beach...."Did you forget your teeth again? Should we go back? Nah .......you don't need your teeth till it's time for dinner anyway."
Virginia I think here and in the UK it's argued about every year but nothing ever changes (except, that is, the hour).
DeleteWhen I was still selling point of sale hardware, I always had to keep in mind the different time zones our customers and manufacturers were in, from Australia to Twaiwan to South Africa (which is in the same time zone as Germany, funnily enough) to the UK to Italy to the US. I didn't have a problem remembering that, then, because it was everyday business. Now, the only time I ever have to consider the difference is when I ring my mother-in-law in Yorkshire. As a diabetic, she has to be very regular about her meal times, and I make sure not to ring when I know she'll be eating or getting her meal ready.
ReplyDeleteInteresting sentence: "How can one be so very busy and achieve so very little?" This depends, of course, on how you define an achievement. Reading about your day, I think there are quite a lot of achievements in it. Lots more than what I get done during an average Sunday, anyway!
Meike one of the things about having been born in Liverpool and then lived at the opposite end of Britain for most of my adult life and now at opposite ends of the world is that most of my friends are scattered throughout not just Britain but the world. Blogland has added to that but, on the whole, I communicate with Blogland friends via a written medium rather than direct speech. I suppose that I didn't think I'd got much done but then when one is retired every day is a Sunday (or Monday or Tuesday........).
DeleteWell done on the win, GB. And envy for that sun. It's tipping down here this morning. And I have to exercise horse...
ReplyDeleteThanks Frances. It's been tipping it down here since Sunday night and it's now Tuesday morning and the forecast is for much the same all week. Ho hum.
DeleteIt seems as though my every day is that way, Graham.....doing much, but accomplishing little.
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