the one-eyed z is king.
I've just taken out my right contact lens. Safely stowed in its holder, I dabbed at my left eye. There is nothing (nothing manufactured, that is) there. This means I've driven 250 miles today, entirely unaware that I had one short-sighted eye.
Fortunately, it's not the eye I look with.
Anyway, I'm home darlings. Did you miss me terribly? I missed you. Another Youth Orchestra musician has written to me, which has made me terribly excited, but I have not replied to anyone yet as I am tired after a lengthy stint on the A303 and the M25 - other roads, but they were the ones with the hold-ups, in traffic terms that is, I met no highwaymen (just as well, I was transporting Valuable China that doesn't belong to me but is destined for our next sale). I arrived back to find my dinner hotly waiting for me and hugs and kisses from Sage, son and dog. Actually, the first greeting was from the dog, but if I put her first you might have thought I'd got my priorities wrong.
I wonder what happened to that contact lens. I certainly thought it had gone in this morning. Fortunately I have a spare.
I've tagged u!!
ReplyDeleteOh you're back...you're back....I DID miss you...and am glad you made it home in one piece, albeit it minus a contact lens.
ReplyDeleteJust WHERE do you pick up all your treasures? Your place must be an Aladdin's Cave...
Welcome home..glad the Druids didn't lure you away.
Ooh, thank you, what a lovely welcome.
ReplyDeleteYes, well, Aladdin's cave was not exactly furnished was it, it just had stuff stacked randomly all over the place. That's not unlike this place if I don't watch out. My weakness is books, my husband's is everything else.