Just in time, I present an image from my early days as a freelance photographer. It's the sort of thing I used to shoot every time the hour went forwards or back. I'd find some clocks, chuck in a tasty bird (I'm using the lingo of 1983 here!) and was practically guaranteed a twice-yearly publication in the newspapers. The clocks went forwards again yesterday of course and, with perfect timing, I found this negative in my archive, along with lots of others that I think might just turn into another of my 'Wrong Way Wround' books. All in good time ..
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