Absolutely furious. Talk about being controlled. I had a perfectly reasonable plan for the tricky procedure of circadian tuning but look what has happened during the night, and whilst sleeping in my own bed.
The fancy, yet inexpensive, atomic clock in the kitchen has somehow been on strike for approximately one hour. I say approximately because it is cannot be fiddled about with and is only accurate to within 5 nanoseconds every hundred years so that could be on any old time.
My Fitbit has done the same. One hour back without a by your leave. Fit bits are notoriously inaccurate if you haven’t set your actual stride length and could display any old time depending upon how fast you look at it.
Blooming Apple. Their oh so smart tablet thing has almost and generally slipped back an hour and I am so disappointed with my trusty android phone. Blooming traitor.
However, my faithful alarm clock radio has played the game so I will carry it around the house with me today and decide for myself when I want to go back an hour.
Must remember to stay out of the front room though, who knows what time zone that is in.
