I have spent a couple of hours today trying to rearrange my travel schedule, so as to be correct this time. (At least, I think I have it right now, and luckily I double checked today, before checking out of the hotel!).
When I travel to Tahiti, I leave Auckland tomorrow (not today) on Sunday 23rd of August at 15.20pm. I arrive in Papeete at 22.10 on 22nd August, that is, on the day before I left.
I have become the toy-thing of time travel! Instead of being about 12 hours in front of the UK when I leave, I land about 12 hours behind the UK. I have gone from trendy Avant Garde to Dull Derriere in an instant! My impeccably trendy and bohemian credentials are in tatters (Will I have to buy a new, brightly coloured scarf and fedora as per The Doctor? Who knows how this will play out? Tragically? Triumphantly?) Does that mean I experience what happens in the UK twice, whilst they only experience it once? Does that means that the Swindon Town players play two games in my time, but only one game in the UK? Which is the result accepted by the League? Can I choose? Have I gained an extra day in my lifetime, as opposed to the me that may not have travelled? Between 23rd August at 15.20pm and 22.10 on the 22nd August, does time actually go backwards? Will I see myself receding into the future as I walk forwards into the past? Hmmm! Mr Easily Confused is now Mr Mightily Confused!
As a relaxant, some doors, not too many, just one or two! Ahh, Yes, let me indulge some doors...That's better!...
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It must be all that fresh air ! Yea , and you know what , i hate it when the bastards don't want you to touch , trouble is it means you have to .
ReplyDeleteYou certainly do, Mr Spoons, you certainly do, but surreptitiously, with some subterfuge. Hands up for subterfuge! You very naughty people!
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