Saturday, 9 February 2019


If you manage to find a time-machine, or, depending on your scientific skill-set, actually construct one (and I appreciate that both of these premises are somewhat unlikely) and set it to a certain Tuesday in either 1989 or 1990 (I know, it’s very vague, so obviously you may need to engage in a certain amount of trial and error here to get the exact Tuesday in question, unless you are unbelievably lucky, but seeing as you’ve already found/built a time-machine, I think that’s quite likely) then you may overhear the end of a conversation between two yuppie types – he, a study in trying-to-look-scruffy public-school uncoolness, she, a blonde-haired Sloane Ranger-esque specimen – which will conclude, ‘So, like, have a great weekend, ya?’ On a Tuesday. That. That is what you should be aiming for: weekends which begin on a Tuesday.

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