Oh my word, that's happened to me too. My uncle had a phase of collecting cuckoo clocks and setting their times 5 minutes apart so that he could enjoy each one. When we stopped overnight, I was given the sofabed so I got the full Monty of those bloody clocks, on the hour and every quarter hour. This became my evidence for what a good girl I was, aged 15 - it never occurred to me to vandalise those clocks.
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Date: 2013-10-05 08:37 am (UTC)