I thought it was today we were doing it. I thought I was right last week
then someone told me it was a day early. Still it must be Wednesday
somewhere. Oh well stick it in the bin.
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----- Original Message -----
From: "david.bircumshaw" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: 28 August 2001 15:42
Subject: Re: Snapshots #3
> I'm getting really worried about global time zones on a local scale, not
> only does it seem that some parts of Australia are 24 hours plus 9 ahead
of
> GMT but now it seems that it's also Wednesday in Wallasey too, whereas
here
> I swear it's still Tuesday.
>
> Does anyone know Fred Hoyle's sci-fi fantasy 'October the 15th is too
late'?
>
> Perhaps it's happeming now. Help, I'm drowning in the timestreams!
>
>
> Best (wink)
>
> Dave
>
>
> ----- Original Message -----
> From: "Jim Bennett" <[log in to unmask]>
> To: <[log in to unmask]>
> Sent: Tuesday, August 28, 2001 3:18 PM
> Subject: Snapshots #3
>
>
> > A week late with the first, a day early with the second - maybe this
time?
> >
> > Jim
> >
> >
> >
> > Snapshot 3
> > Wallasey 12 noon
> > - 28th August 2001
> >
> > someone is cooking fish
> > I hate the smell
> > it must be a barbecue
> > I can hear them
> > shouting in whispers
> > the dog stained grass
> > struggles to recover
> > I don't think I can stay here
> > the smell will ruin my lunch
> > "here" is the patio
> > "here" is my back-garden
> > here trees block neighbours views
> > mitigate the sunlight
> > turn the suntrap of the brochure
> > to a dappled inconsistency
> >
> > I watch as a bird eats
> > from the feeder
> > hanging from the shed gutter
> >
> > in the next garden
> > the fish burns
> >
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