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3.11.04

Surreal moment of the weekend:
Saturday night/Sunday morning, 2am (BST). Going into the office at the Nightingale with a friend, seeing the two guys who were already in there staring up at the wall. "Look at the clock!", exclaimed my friend. There, before our very eyes, were the hands of the clock, whizzing round and round at great speed. This clock, instead of going back by one hour, was going forward by eleven. Just for a few moments, (helped by copious amounts of Stella), I sensed not only British Summer Time slipping away, but a feeling that I was engaged in time travel like every character in every film or TV programme that has ever used the obvious 'speeded-up clocks' imagery. Very strange.

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