The last time we experimented with Summer time or lack of it was during my first winter as a single mum. I had two children to get to school and I also taught. Getting up in the dark and getting us all off to school was a nightmare. It felt highly unnatural to pull the children from deep sleep and tell them it was time to go to school!
My car was the main problem. It was a very ancient Wolsley, built like a tank with red leather bucket seats and a starting handle. It simply refused to start most mornings during that winter of ice and snow and I became adept at taking out the plugs, and fiddling with the carburettor...but try doing that in the dark!
I did try starting it with the handle on several desperate occasions but each time it felt like I'd broken my arm in the process. It was a very old car. There were no MOT tests on those days and it was all I could afford.
There was a garage nearby for really desperate times but they were expensive and I was very hard up. During those dark days I had to sometimes make a choice as to whether to buy it much needed new tyres or feed my children. Times were hard and not helped by the experiment with time.
Most people I knew hated it even though the lighter evenings were a bonus.
If they go through with it this time it will be interesting to see if the mantle of age makes it more acceptable.