I really shouldn't listen to Pick of the Week on Radio 4. I inevitably end up thinking, 'Oh, I wish I'd listened to that.'
I suppose nowadays, thanks to the wonder of iplayer, I could listen but it's not quite the same. Anyway yesterday they played a clip from a programme about time or rather about one man's efforts to be late.
Poet Ian McMillan likes to arrive everywhere early. Half an hour early. Which makes him unpopular with a lot of people. After visiting a time museum and discovering that factory owners used to change time he decided to visit a therapist to see if he could be helped to arrive on time.
I have just the opposite problem. I am invariably late. I don't mean to be and I don't want to be and I get very stressed when travelling somewhere watching the clock knowing I'm going to be late. But I don't like being early either and with all the variables involved it's almost impossible to be just on time.
Today for instance I was meeting an old school friend with whom I'd recently linked up on Facebook and I determined to be early. In the event I found myself not leaving until about twelve minutes before the meeting time and having to rush. I say 'I found myself' as if I had nothing to do with it. 'It wasn't my fault. Time just went without warning me.' Which is nonsense.
Must try harder. Change the habits of a lifetime.
P.S. Had very good catch-up with Vivien who has lived about five lifetimes compared to my rather boring existence.
4 comments:
Boring isn't all that bad, now, is it? I hope you made it on time!
There is only one time-travellers' reunion, sadly I missed it ;-)
The life x 5 wasn't by choice most of the time. Peaceful and quiet sounds just fine!!!! Lovely to catch up, it was as if no time had passed since the 6th form common room.
No, I quite like my life, Sharon. And it doesn't feel boring at all.
Ha ha, stu!
It was lovely to see you, Vivien. And, yes, I am content with my quiet life!
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