This weekend the clocks changed from wintertime to summertime here where we live and we decided to stay awake until the wee hours so that we can change all the clocks in the house. Problem is we forgot to say who should be changing which clocks, which meant all of them got changed quite a few times, leaving time scattered all over the house. And to make matters worse some of us (who might or might not be name Mika) got a bit over enthusiastic and changed all the calendars in the house as well.
It was fun for a while cause we could all sit in the living room and have a lovely breakfast in February and then walk over to the kitchen and enjoy a midnight snack in March...but it didn't take long for all of us to get the dreaded time-travel-tummy-aches and we decided it's best to change everything to the right time. It was tricky 'cause no one could quite remember what the actual date or time was but we do think we got it right in the end...and so we'd like to wish you all a very happy new year!
PS: This wee story was first shared in the April edition of our patron's newsletter and published a fortnight later in our wee library