This weekend in the UK the clocks change. At 2am this morning we flitted back to 1am like the time travellers we are, no real effort required unless you rely on a device which needs NASA level engineering to adjust. There is always that one thing. I have a radio so complicated to adjust that I have never been able to – it runs at a helpful 1 hour and 13 minutes behind. Now just the 13 minutes! 

For my sins, I am doing an airport run at 6am today and so this extra hour will not much be noticed. And yet somewhere in the day I do hope to have that moment when I feel the surplus.   

Today, if you could magic up an extra hour which was yours and yours alone, what might you do with it? And, can you? 

Love from

The room above the garage 

A Moodscope member