I am not sure if I mentioned what happened to the new clock we got as a wedding anniversary present from my mother and step-father? Anyhow forgive me if I am repeating myself. We brought home the clock on the Saturday and on the Thursday evening I was sitting in the family room and I heard a crack. Didn't know what it was until the following morning when I looked at the clock it had a hole in the middle of the glass front and four fractures spreading out from it. You would have thought someone had shot it. Very, very strange. So we took it back to the clock shop to get a new piece of glass put in. He had never seen anything like it before.
On Friday I went to pick up the clock and took some photos of inside his store. Everywhere you look there are clocks; just a feast for the eyes.