There’s only a couple of things in our house that need changing when the clocks go back and forward.
One of them is the kitchen clock which is one of those you just place on a little wall bracket and can lift down to change or put batteries in.
We don’t change it until the morning. I was the last up to bed last night and looked at it and thought, yes, that’ll need putting forward an hour.
I was first up and the clock showed 6.30. Smart watch, iPad, Alexa etc all showed 7.30 as its automatic for them. I had a cup of tea, went up to wash and dress.
My partner was having a lazy morning with a cup of tea in bed, checking emails, the news, etc.
I came down, had breakfast and was washing up when I got an Alexa reminder for something work related. I looked at the time on the clock and again reminded myself to get my partner to change the time (it’s too high for me to reach and awkward, just above my work desk, so he has to lean and stretch).
My partner came down to have his breakfast. (At no time was he in the kitchen on his own by the way. My work chair and table blocks access to reach up and get the clock down).
I said, ‘Oh, you’ll have to put the hands forward,’ and he looked at the clock and said he would in a moment and mentioned that whenever he does that the sound effects seem to change so that it goes off at 4.00 in the morning instead of being silent through the night.
He went into the lounge to have breakfast, I was getting on with things, and I looked at the clock again but it was showing the correct time!
I stared at it and said, ‘— Come here a minute…What time does that clock say?’
He said the time and gaped at it and I said, ‘Are you
sure?’ and he gave me a look, checked his smart watch, as did I and looked back, and said yes, it was 8.40, which was the correct time.
So it had gone forward an hour on its own?
We both stared at the clock as if expecting it to make a move lol then got one with what we were doing.
Again, I’m doing some typing, then some cleaning up for a while with my partner in the lounge. I walk back from the sink to my desk and look at the clock and think it ought to be later, and now the clock has gone back one hour!
So me and my partner just look at the blasted thing in complete disbelief.
He took it down and corrected the time and we glared at it. (It is a Despicable Me clock, don’t judge us, lol. It has a soothing tick-tock and every hour makes a ‘Minion’ nose like woohoo! Or something-something ‘partaay’, and other sound effects).
No idea what happened unless both of us mis-read the times, which is possible, but because we didn’t really believe it had changed times, we were very careful in scrutinising the hands and their positions against the numbers.
It was why I called him in to check when it had gone forward, as I wanted to be quite sure I hadn’t ‘assumed’ the correct time.
No-one touched it until he took it down to put it forward. He could not have taken it down to sneakily put the hands back an hour without my seeing him.
Sometimes odd-ish things like that do happen in this house.
Friday night after his parents had come around for a board game, we were getting ready to go to bed when he found something that he should have put in the board game box. So he took it down.
It was underneath a slightly smaller game which I took from him and placed on one end of the sofa.
(The game I took is called Betrayal Legacy and the art on the front is quite striking).
He put his game on the other end of the sofa and asked me for the card he needed to put back in the box. I gave it to him and turned back and the lid of the ‘Legacy’ game was off, laying beside it. Within seconds.
We both goggled at it. The lid, when I put it back, is very tight, you have to ease it off and on, it almost feels like suction. It can’t just fall off by itself and neither of us touched it. I’d just looked at the art on the front and admired it.
This house isn’t haunted. My partner’s lived in it since it was a new-build and there’s no ‘feeling’ in it at all but odd things like this seem to happen which is why, now, I try and verify with him if possible, otherwise I write it down as just me being away with the fairies mentally and not remembering doing something.
Which certainly does happen as I do a lot of things automatically when thinking about something else. But sometimes it clearly isn’t me, or him.
E.T.A.
My partner’s not a bit like me. He is very much into detail. He checks and rechecks things. He‘s open minded but will seek out a logical explanation first and in this case he’s as stumped as me about both events.