Saturday, 29 March 2014

Spring forward Fall back.


If I had any spare time at all, spare time, what's that I hear you cry! it would be to go bungee jumping in Honolulu, scuba diving in the Maldives, climbing up Mount Kilimanjaro, or some such getting the juices going activity. In fact it is a bit of a shock to me that people who say they are bored, are not at the very least learning how to speak Swahili, Mandarin Chinese, or knocking out Mandarin Caprioska for breakfast Mary Berry style.

I do not have the time, and especially spare time. 
I would love to sit out in the garden on a sunny afternoon, lazing the day away thinking of which wall in the house I fancied painting next, then watching it dry. 

Time is indeed going quicker and quicker, for me anyway, and I thought it was because my life was so fulfilling, but apparently it isn't! 
The reason it seems as if time goes quicker can be explained scientifically. (Leans to sceptic side here) Scientists can explain it like this: As you get older your memory capacity shrinks and you have less memory cells so you don't hold as much information.

Therefore the older you get the less time you think you have, because you don't store it as well. But you wouldn't remember all that anyway, so let's not worry too much.
I still feel as if I am missing out, hmm.
It doesn't impress me  and thank you Miss Know it all, who was so keen to tell the 'oldies' she worked with. 
We had only happened to mention how Christmas/Easter comes around so much quicker these days (when you are over 40).

   An extra hour's Luxury 

In October, when the clocks went back, this is what I wrote.

 'As I sit writing a blog on the day the clocks go back in October just gone, (yes, and time has flown by since then) I realised the day had once again completely flown by. I could have sworn I was only onto my second cup of coffee since awakening from a refreshing sleep, which was an hour longer so I had to have noticed that surely. 

Nope, I slept right through that particular luxury. On checking times on mobiles and clocks and so forth when I first awoke, the time showed the usual time I get up: Which was 7.30am, and first thoughts were good. 

I still had to change the clocks back as I had forgot to do so before retiring to bed. Oh how lovely, I thought, an extra hour to do what I wanted to do, in a time that I had to do it, and all at a leisurely pace. I had really looked forward to this time all week, as I am always rushing about and never ever have enough time in the day etc. So this was going to be me right back on track, this extra hour. I would spend it meditating, soothing my mind (and it needed soothing) and easing it into the day with a leisurely lie in and an even longer coffee time before the world started to nag at me.  But the clocks had tricked me, they had automatically changed back themselves! How very dare they! Wasn't I in control over when they changed. I could set it 2 hours back if I saw fit. I didn't. My mind still lives in the days where you had to manually change them back yourself, none of this internet signal lark. Otherwise we will be sitting up waiting at 2.00am to see if they have changed automatically, because we will not be entirely sure that they will do so! 

So I would like to decide what goes on in my house thank you very much Greenwich Mean Time, and you can take your signals through the airwaves, or whatever changes the time automatically these days and put your heads together to think of something more useful to do, like tell the correct time, and not adjust it twice a year.'

So where does this time go? The time leaves us and goes to the young ones, as they seem to have oodles of the stuff. 

I'm not entirely sure if  they even have the talking clock now.
When you need to know the precise time to the second. I hope I find the pause button soon, because it is definitely on fast forward at the moment. Time is a game played expertly by children, and over too soon for many. 

Now it is March, and in March we are told, it should came in like a lion and out like a lamb ...but mostly it always seems to go out like a lion too. But they say the UK is going continental now. The little tin island is looking uncannily like the continent in a manner of speaking in regards to the weather. And who listens to the weather forecast these days anyway? Well, we still find ourselves looking it up online, or listening to it on the TV or radio. But we know they are mostly wrong. We know we have as much chance of getting it correct as those in the know with their satellite systems.
Because they are always wrong, and we are always right. You should always listen to your Auntie Mary when her arthritis plays up. You know there is a storm heading your way when she hollers.  

Years gone by were totally different. It rained all the time. That all started the year that number 1 tune came out about 'brella ella's' I will not mention the full title in case it.. you know.. changes the weather again.
 Although that year we did get a freak week of sunshine somewhere in the middle. So I will try not to be too English and complain about the weather too much. I shall complain about the time instead. Yes those sleep robbing gits! Have done us out of an hours sleep again! That's a vital hour for most people. The farmers these days have a lot more high tech equipment so they do not need an extra hour daylight! What do they do with it anyway? 
I know!
They are spending the extra hour in bed! 
It is high time we went back to normal hours and not adding and taking hours away willy nilly (at ones whim). 

Thank you for taking the time to read this. Now get to bed, It is bedtime! ;) Go save up those extra hours again. 

Watch out for the first few copies of my first book out in print. The first batch is signed and dedicated to your reader. This will be shown on my Author page from the 12th of March 2015!
Keep your owly eyes open on my twitter page and facebook page, which are on links in the menu above. 
Hope to catch you soon. 

Hello Teeny Pheeny by Karen Emma Hall. 
The magic owl book and toy out for the very first time in print and extremely plush cuddly. All ready for an Easter gift.
 Go to the facebook link in menu for details from 12th of March 2015.