What time is it?

It's not often one can say "Earlier than you think", but for those of us in the UK, that's true today. We switched from Summer Time to GMT at 2 this morning, so if you are reading this at your desk on Monday morning and wondering where everyone else is, that's the explanation.

/nobigdeal

Best example of the confusion that the old "Spring forward, Fall back" rule can cause was evident this morning in the Co-op. Visiting it to buy guess what, I also decided to get four cans of Bass to keep the supplies going until we can get an Ocado delivery in. This meant that we had to wait a couple of minutes at the till until it was ten o'clock, as they are not allowed to sell booze before then on a Sunday.

Whilst we did so, another gent came through and expressed surprise: "It's nearly twelve o'clock" he said.

Er no, I think you may have just moved yourself onto Moscow time there…

Best bit of the day was visiting the marina, where we had a cheerful encounter with the guy in the office to do the paperwork, producing our insurance cert and Declaration of Conformity, paying the balance of the bill and so on. We also got our radio key fobs to get in through the gate into the mooring area; no remembering pin codes here.

We took another look at where we are to moor, and were impressed all over again. On the way back, we had another natter with Stephen and Jayne; Dolce Far Niente is tied just a bit in front of us.

Since lunch, we've been chilling out with the paper and stuff. It'll be another quiet day tomorrow, then on Tuesday we move into the marina, stopping for diesel and a pump out on the way.

We're also dog sitting that day, so could be interesting...