It's been a better day than I'd expected. First I went to Rose's place, to drop of some suitcases as she's moving house tomorrow, Always lovely to see her, of course. Then, Wink and I went into Norwich and had a straightforward lunch in the cafe at the Forum, of bread and soup. We went our separate ways after that, as we both had some shopping to do before my optician's appointment.
It became a bit amusing because the chap who did the sight test didn't ask me to remove my contact lens and we mutually apologised, when my eye test make so much little sense. But even after that was sorted out, my sight has improved, oddly. I need new glasses and new contact lens, because - excuse me while I speak up - MY EYESIGHT HAS IMPROVED, markedly.
I'm not complacent, just grateful. I can still read without glasses. I'm 71. My sight isn't far from perfect and I have no idea how I've come to be so lucky, If it all goes tits up in a year or two, you absolutely can remind me that I appreciated it while I had it
I wasn't right about the separate ways at that time, because we both went to the market after lunch, I bought local peas, potatoes, cucumber, raspberries, tomatoes and a few other less local things. So delicious that I ate most of them raw, rather than waiting for the local crab that was meant to be the main course.
Now, I'm so tired that I've had to edit almost every word in the last paragraph. Tomorrow, darlings. I've got a whole lot of library books and, if I have any more energy (spoiler: I haven't) I'll just read.
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