Yesterday and next someday, when.

Time is on my side – waits for no man – has no mind – is malleable – is fictional.

I like the clock I looked at every day because it had the almost-human trait of needing attention. If it wasn’t wound regularly it didn’t cooperate.

But that’s a memory and now I look at something which never stops…except when no-one expects.

Nothing is foolproof. Just sometimes repeatedly and un-remarkably reliable. It’s good to know, and better still to remember, that Once in A Blue moon happens without reliance on clockwork or battery power!