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!

Assist a poor blind man’s efforts to raise money for the Roy Castle Lung Cancer Foundation!