So at the minute I am having real problems with digital clocks. It would seem that every time I look at one this is what happens. I am left thinking wow I cant believe I looked at this clock and the hours were the same as the minutes. Exactly the same percentage chance of any other two combinations of numbers. But in my head it always seems so much more special and has a more cosmic significance. 3:33 is a current favourite on mornings when I wake up to beg Emma to switch the light off and go to bed. Sometimes I think these clocks are alive and out to get me. Fortunately I have met the 6:66 variation yet. Pheeeeeeeeeew.