The big hand is on 12 and the little hand is on silly o'clock

This is verging on the ridiculous.

I got home from work at about 3.30am. It's now gone 7am and during that time I've been working like a bastard trying to finish a tender document that has to be in Leeds by Noon. I'm in London. It's printing out at the moment and I have a number for a same-day courier in front of me.

At some point I might get some sleep. I hope so. I'm at work again tonight from 7.30pm to 1.30am.

How did the clock get so damn mixed up?