Please note, this is not me, I obviously look much more radiant and snoggable when sleeping. Although I do like the jim jams.
Something strange happened in bed last night.I suddenly awoke, aware that Steve was getting up.
I glanced at the clock and asked why Steve was getting up, it was only 7.02, he could stay in bed at least for another fifteen minutes without too much stress. He replied that it was in fact, 7.30.
No, I say, indignant. And I show him my clock.
We both stare at it, confused for a second, the clock, which went off reliably at 6.30, now states the time as 2.02am.
Will it do it tomorrow? What is it doing? Who has possessed my clock?!