It wasn’t until I opened the paper on the train platform that I was reminded about the strike at the Beeb today. So it was very odd morning, stumbling around, thinking I was listening to the Today Programme, but confused as to why Peter Day was reporting. My thinking continued: This report is going on for unusually long. It’s not a report – it’s an actual programme. Why are they broadcasting In Business? And as the clock edged to 6.30 and passed beyond… Did the 6.30 news last just 10 seconds and I missed it? This trailer for the Ken Clarke jazz programme is a bit long. Hang on, this is the Ken Clarke jazz programme. This isn’t Radio 3, is it? I’m pretty sure it’s Monday today. Have the clocks changed?
And then I realised that I couldn’t confirm this with any of the clocks in my flat (alarm clock, answerphone, microwave, cooker, watch, mobile) because they all rely on me to set them. So I had to switch on my PC, which didn’t announce a time change, so I walked out the door, pretty convinced that I was supposed to be going to work now, but aware that the world had silently changed around me.