Here's a thing which recently struck me as odd. Why does no one ever seem to know when the clocks change? It's the same every year - last Saturday/Sunday in October. It is not complicated.
When I was young, I got the impression that it was something to like 37 days after the sighting of the first unicorn in a forest north of Narnia. I was quite surprised to learn that it's really not that hard.
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