This phenomenon is spreading …..
I am not a clock watcher, I no longer wear a wrist watch and rarely find myself glancing at the time, my inner time piece is usually pretty near the mark when my mind asks the question “What time is it?”. However … I have a spooky twilight zone style tale to tell.
Most gadgets today have a digital clock on them, but as I already said I rarely look to see the time, so the tv and computers clocks are just there, ignored. My bedside clock tends to stand on my pillow [I am blind without my glasses] and the microwave clock is bright and visible as soon as I enter my kitchen as it stand opposite the door, so these get glanced at as I pass.
Now for the spooky bit ….
I can guarantee that during the course of the week, whenever I do glance at the clocks it will read 1:11 or 11:11 ……… if I wake in the early hours chances are it will be 1:11, I waddle into the kitchen ready to make lunch and the microwave declares it to be 1:11 .. making my way to bed I plant my ample butt on the bed and there in bright red letters it informs me it is 11:11.
The number 1 is haunting me. Now it is happening with my Sister when she is here
In other news
My poor twenty year old Candy washer/dryer started making painful noises, I did ask it nicely if it could possibly hobble along until after Christmas but as it lurched into the spin cycle it was audibly obvious that that was wishful thinking. Briefly I toyed with the idea of a bargain at Comet then decided that it would be far more sensible to shop somewhere where I am attach the monkey wrench to the monkey bits of an attendant should it develop a fault ….. so Curry’s it was. The sleeves were rolled and ready to deal with awkward shops with annoying ‘access’ for wheelie peeps, I had researched online and printed off details of my top three choices, had my questions ready to ask about installation [which I knew the shop dude would not know the answer to, I am a madam aren’t I!], had brain in gear ready to refuse the warranty, extra warranty, insurance, breakdown extras crap. To my surprise it was a very smooth and straight forward operation …….
Their checkout tills are the only devices that struggle with my post code. You can tap it into any search engine and it will find me, you can tap it into a map app and it will find me, you can tap it into the sat nav in the store and it will find me, you can tap it into your online account with Curry’s and it will find me but tap it into the checkout till and it wants to deliver it to the next street Notes have been added in capital letters to correct this error but my Murphy’s Law radar is set to hyper-expectancy! They should be telephoning today to arrange delivery and installation, I am going to ask them to confirm the address and see if they read their own notes, lol.
I shall report back.