Still Coming To Terms With The End Of BST
I don't hate the long winter evenings. Give me time and I'll start thinking in terms of toasting forks and buttered crumpets but right now I'm still reacting with disbelief when it turns dark and I look at the clock, thinking it must be nearing bedtime, and find there's still half an hour until the BBC's Early Evening News.
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