What’s your favorite time of day?

I can clearly remember the olden days of my youth, when in the 1950s, we children at the Coomberdale Primary School in Western Australia used to play “What’s the time, Mr Wolf”?

The person designated as “Mr Wolf” was out in front, figuratively leading the following group of children toward their doom – probably not unlike the Pied Piper of Hamlyn leading the rats to the River Weezer.

After the question of what’s the time, Mr Wolf would respond with “3 o’clock, 1 o’clock, 10 o’clock, 4 o’clock,” or another whole hour time. It was when he called “Dinner Time“that everyone turned and ran back to the starting line. Whoever was caught first then became Mr. Wolf for the next round of the game.

That got me thinking early on about time and what part of the day was my favourite time.

Over the years, my time preferences have changed – from time to time.

I think these days and for the past years since retiring, my favourite time of the day has been what might be called “Reflection Time, “a period of 15 or 20 minutes just before retiring for the night when I reflect upon the day and, what has been accomplished, what tomorrow will bring Ford and how things will generally be.

It’s essential to have a reflection time because it’s during these minutes that one summarises the day and possibly microplan – a little – for the morrow.