The good news is that when I put my driving glasses on I can read nearby number plates. I’ve assumed that makes me ok to drive..
But reading is a problem. I told Rachel I “felt on” last night on Whatsapp. That confused the poor girl who thought I was doing some sort of roofing job. “felt ok ” was what I’d meant to type. Saturday’s football I clearly saw five minutes injury time announced on the fourth official’s electronic board. I wasn’t wearing glasses and covering a frozen right cornea. The rest of the stadium saw eleven minutes indicated. My departure at that point probably save a hypothermia hospital admission.
Ive taken dramatic action to resolve this sight issue. Eye tests are best delayed until the treatment is complete. So I’ve gone mad with a £2.38 Amazon spend. I’ve ordered a rather ungainly looking magnifying glass which will hopefully arrive in the next couple of days. There are sexier looking £11.99 options. But who needs sexy in a magnifying glass?
In the meantime, if there are any awkward typos in the blog, tough!