Wednesday, February 29, 2012
I find leap year kind of creepy. But that's another story. I will simply tell you this: we awoke to our 6am alarm this morning (February 29th) and lay there listening to the wrong radio program. It was the BBC World Service with the wonderfully bad tempered and witty Dan Damon who usually is off the air by 6. Then we noticed it was dark. Very dark. My husband reached for his flashlight, an enormous and heavy thing that would do nicely to bash an intruder after first blinding him with its laser like beam, and shone it at the radio. The little electronic numbers (turned to low because their "glow" lights up our bedroom like Wembley stadium) said 6:04. Now. We didn't change the clock. We know we didn't because WE DON'T KNOW HOW. It has been set at 6am since we bought it ten years ago. I confess to driving all summer on standard time because I can't set the clock in my car. But I digress. The fact it is, it was 5am. The darkness told us that and Dan Damon was talking. But our clock said 6. Peter says we are now in a parallel universe. Suits me.