Who’s screwing with our seconds? Why are there fewer moments around these days and where can I get a time-transplant?
According to my birthday cards I’m just getting old, but isn’t it more likely that time is being sped up for some inscrutable reason either by aliens with a time-boosting ray-beam, a mad scientist with a time-speeding doomsday-device, or the government with a tax-squeezing greed strong enough to bend time and bring their paydays around quicker?
Either way, I’m losing out on precious instants.
In the blink of an eye Alex has become three months old, Heidi Has gone back to work, and I’ve been left holding the baby!