Sometime this morning an hour was stolen from the whole of mankind in the UK. Snatched away by a dark cloaked figure in the middle of the morning, nobody got to see the face or could even tell what gender it was, but we all lost it. A single hour. This has made me personally cranky all day long, waking up and feeling it should of been earlier than it actually was, I've had to go and lay down twice to catch up on this stolen time. It probably serves me right for staying up too late, when this time of year comes it's more necessary to get sleep than you think. The individual who stole this time will however give it back again later in the year which will make us all feel a little better about it. However today has been awful, it has also been Mother's day. What a dastardly thing to do, steal an hour on Mother's day. Spring time holds not quibbles about special events, it does what it needs to do and damns the consequences.
So if you happen to see a dark cloaked individual, don't stare into their eyes, keep your hands on your possessions, stay alert because they have supernatural powers which command every time keeping device. Especially the electronic ones. Look down, whistle a happy tune then play catch up with sleep the next day. Only a sweet dream will make them fade away.
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