Last night the clocks went forward, and this morning the animals' tummies followed suit. How do they know? Logic dictates that it should take as long for them to adjust in Spring as in Autumn, but this morning I was forced awake by the concentrated stare of four pairs of eyes at what was 5.45am and the middle of the night yesterday, but technically a more normal 6.45am getting up time today. No change in when the sun comes up, too early for the boiler to come on, the entire neighbourhood firmly in bed, but my animals seem to have a direct link to my computer clock. Not when the clocks go back, though - that is greeted with horrified disbelief and takes weeks of gradual adjustment of mealtimes!