Bother of invention
March 12, 2009
Okay, so a few posts ago I raged against the irrelevancy of bookmarks, citing them as something that would have been thrown out of Dragons Den had such a concept ever been rbought to them. Which perhaps was affording them a little too much gravitas as a business idea, but they’re still rubbish.
Anyhow, in response to this post, and in the spirit of not just criticising the world at large the whole time, I’m going to offer up an idea of my own, which is this: flexi-daylight-savings-time.

Michael McIntyre does a nice wee spot on the in one of his routines, poking fun at that fact that most of us are never aware that the clocks are going backwards of forwards until we’re out in the evening and someone says ‘don’t forget, the clocks go forward tonight’. How this original person knows is anybody’s guess. Presumably Metro or something. Even then, it still takes us a moment to work out if tonight’s change is ‘the good one’ (one more hour in bed or one less?).
So if it’s certainly not something that most of us currently plan in advance, or particularly make use of, why not let people choose when they’re going to implement the change? Let everyone have an extra hour in bed that they can cash in once a year, and likewise an hour that they can snip out of the night at the time that it most benefits.
Admittedly, the latter may not immediately seem as desirable as a lie in on a Monday morning, but you just wait until you’re got toothache one evening and have to wait ’til morning for the dentists to open. Or maybe you’ve got a red-eye flight and are just having to sit up, bored, waiting for your two am taxi.
Anyhow, the point is, it’d be ace. Now, I have no idea how this concept could actually be realised. In fact I recognise that it’d take some serious tinkering with the fabric of physics in order to afford everyone individual exemptions from the passage of time once a year. But we could at least get someone looking into it.
Have those Sky+ engineers cast an eye over it and let me know how it goes, and in the meantime, I’m going to go and spend my bonus hour in the tub.