As i was walking from Uni to my car in the bleakness that was this afternoon I was very nearly hit by a stick.
"A stick" you may ask....
Yes dear friends. A stick. A rather large stick.
I was merrily walking along, reading Strawberry Hills Forever and delighting in how very well Vanessa Berry writes, when a car drove past.... and it's spinning wheels flicked up a big stick that came a-crashing down just next to my head. JUST missing me.
Shocked, I swore, turned around to see a few people staring, and quickly turned back to the path I had been walking along.
This, my lovelies has taught me a dear dear lesson: I will never find anybody who can give me a clear and compelling reason why we observe "Daylight Saving Time."