Thursday, 3 October 2013

Blind as a bat

At 7.30 this morning I managed to break my emergency glasses.

As regulars will know my reading glasses have had a hard time over the years. They have been run over, buried in snow and mangled by a petrol-driven lawn mower. Last week I broke the arm off my reserve glasses ( effectively my second pair) and today left me with no reserves since my emergency glasses were my reserve  reserve pair.

FOr anyone not blighted by failing eyesight spare a thought for those of us who are! How the hell do you find a pair of reading glasses when you can't read the labels on anything?

Nonetheless by trial and error and twenty minutes of dedication in W H Smiths I solved the problem. Otherwise I might still be wandering around City airport because I had convinced myself that I was flying home from there and without the new emergency-reserve-reserve glasses I would have missed the detail that said I should have been at Heathrow!!

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