Sure, doesn't everyone enjoy getting up an hour earlier?
It's that time of the year when the winter season ends and summer-time begins: Daylight Savings (which is really weird, because we get the same amount of sunshine, so where's the saving?)
I remember as a kid DST lasted for three months. Then some bright spark shifted it four and following our Olympics it's now six months.
I'm still getting used to getting up, bleary eyed, and noting the time is an hour later than I'd like - then there's the staring at the ceiling when I go to bed because I'm there and hour earlier.
Sigh. This, too, shall pass...
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