BST

is nearing an end. Which means an extrahour in bed tomorrow - which means having to wait another hour before the Archers. It also means that the time difference between me and the rest of my family will be 11 hours. Ouch! It also means that for the next 4 months it will feel like being a mole- dark in the mornings and dark in the evenings. Any daylight will be seen from the 'haven' of my desk at work. What a joyful prospect.