The Bachelor appeared where he had been standing one week into the future only seconds before.

He left his pad and walked down the street. It was daytime again. He was a little disorientated by this new time travelling, so he stepped into a small bar for a drink.

"Second time today?" remarked the bartender.

The Bachelor realised he had been in the bar on that same day. He smiled and downed his Tom Collins in a snap.

The Bachelor walked on to the post office, where he sent Herbert’s tie by registered mail. He wrote some instructions on the package and addressed it to himself.

He returned to his flat, and made the necessary adjustments to his watch.