I don’t like daylight saving. Never have. I was intolerant of it when I had to endure it from November until the end of February each year, but since 2008, when it became a six-monthly regime, I moved from intolerance to outright dislike. Possibly even hate, though I’ve been told hate is a very strong word.
I hate having to chase that extra hour for six months of every year.
I don’t like dental floss either but it has a purpose.
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