ha.I felt sorry for the old boy who walked into church just as it was about to finish here this morning. Happens every year.
That happened here too! Except I managed to convince Peter it was 7am, not 8!
Bah.I have to get up an hour earlier for the next six months.Six months.This cannot be of God.
Gary. It's not.Move north.
Sounds like a time victory to me.I love daylight savings, and I won't have a bad word said about it.
@ Ben...I used to love daylight savings when I lived further south. And I've tried to love it since we've lived on the border. But it's getting harder. About to have a blog whinge about it....