I woke up yesterday morning and looked at my alarm clock.It said 2.15pm! I could not believe it. I thought I was late for work, so I jumped out of bed and ran into the bathroom.The clock on the wall in there was two and a half hours ahead of the one in the bedroom.It was very confusing! I had a shower then went downstairs.The clock in the hall was an hour behind the one in the bathroom. When I went into the kitchen,I looked at the clock on the microwave,whic was three and a quarter hours ahead of the one in my bedroom.I found out later that day that my flatmate, Gordon,had changed all the clocks in my house for a joke.He thought it was very funny. In the living room,the clock on the wall said it was 3.30 am,while in the guest bedroom the clock on the wall next to the window was two hours and tweaty-five minutes slower than that.I went into the study and picked up my watch. It was eight hours ahead of the one in the kitchen.I was due at work at 8.30 am and did not want to be late. I went outside into the garden and looked in at the window of my shed. The clock on the wall in there was three hours behind my alarm clock. There was a postman walking past, but he didn't know the time. He said that when he lelf the sorting office an hour or two ago he thought it was about six o'clock. In the end, I phoned my brother Alan in Toronto,Canada, and he was annoyed because I had woken him up, along with his whole family. He said it was 2.44 in the morning their time. I had forgotten that in Toronto they are five hours brhind us. That's how I finally found out what time it was!