tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post8746635388093925950..comments2023-10-17T12:05:26.540+01:00Comments on Razor-blade of Life: Z spreads a little happinessZhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-473672849462313572008-07-17T09:25:00.000+01:002008-07-17T09:25:00.000+01:00I don't mind not having good long sight, because a...I don't mind not having good long sight, because at least I don't need reading glasses.Zhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-64438081777226726792008-07-17T05:43:00.000+01:002008-07-17T05:43:00.000+01:00Bless your cottons, you're like a benevolent littl...Bless your cottons, you're like a benevolent little easter bunny of horticulture. I don't make that many people smile in a whole year.<BR/><BR/>So what if you don't have 6/6 vision - who does?Eddie 2-Soxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14663438334446202114noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-60465550597925223532008-07-16T19:50:00.000+01:002008-07-16T19:50:00.000+01:00It helps to be able to read the first line, at lea...It helps to be able to read the first line, at least.Zhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-52470373955260020512008-07-16T10:44:00.000+01:002008-07-16T10:44:00.000+01:00I always feel such a prat when I can't read the al...I always feel such a prat when I can't read the alphabet when I'm having my eyes tested!Winkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05028862055413495123noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-28454182987908698492008-07-16T10:00:00.000+01:002008-07-16T10:00:00.000+01:00I seem to remember a rather awful sort of 'hoots m...I seem to remember a rather awful sort of 'hoots mon' rhyme regarding St S - they should have stuck with the rain, which at least people would believe. There may have been 40 rainless days in 1976; the hot dry weather was broken after many weeks by torrential rain on August Bank Holiday, but I don't think I remember such a thing before or since.Zhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-39774857423282516122008-07-16T09:58:00.000+01:002008-07-16T09:58:00.000+01:00Visiting the optician makes my eyes unco-operative...Visiting the optician makes my eyes unco-operative too. I think the thing about which circle is because when you can't tell the difference or they're equally good, it's right.<BR/><BR/>There must be a change-over point but 10.30pm when my eyes are tired may not be the best time to look for it. <BR/><BR/>I considered, briefly, self-slaughter, but it wouldn't quite have solved the problem. I completely humiliated myself instead.<BR/><BR/>Including Pugsley was something of a courtesy, but they are both old enough to have an opinion. I asked, in each case, if the flowers were a little bit pretty, very pretty or really, really pretty and whether it was more or less pretty than the last one. Squiffany doesn't much appreciate the smell of heliotrope, but they both entered into the spirit of the thing. I did think that giving a £15 prize to toddlers was rather pushing the boundaries of sporting behaviour though, which was why I used a lesser, though more child-appealing prize that had been donated by someone who would think that use appropriate. I didn't take the dog.Zhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00822383355869390919noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-66304382695617296722008-07-16T09:22:00.000+01:002008-07-16T09:22:00.000+01:00Did the dog get a vote?Did the dog get a vote?Davehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08403853324345062446noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-59924014835767151312008-07-16T05:41:00.000+01:002008-07-16T05:41:00.000+01:00that little experiment with the eye and reading - ...that little experiment with the eye and reading - makes you sound like a little scientist!dharmabumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07198727554870311298noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-92227311826624471772008-07-16T02:56:00.000+01:002008-07-16T02:56:00.000+01:00Actually, it's whatever the weather is on St Swith...Actually, it's <I>whatever</I> the weather is on St Swithin's Day, it's supposed to be like that for the next 40. <BR/><BR/><I>I'm</I> interested in the eye dichotomy, and I can't help wondering if you tried hard enough to find the change-over point. Though I have a real problem with opticians. When they ask you which circle is the best for you, it's <I>really</I> hard to tell. <BR/><BR/>As for the cock-up, I think you handled it well. I would have wanted to kill myself, I would have been a nervous wreck. Truly, you are an inspiration.<BR/><BR/>ps Are you saying a barely verbal <I>toddler</I> voted in the hanging basket comps? Is that correct procedure? If he's old enough to vote, he's old enough to go to the haberdashery, that's what <I>I</I> say.Id Entityhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18298877781671402333noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21602861.post-73350283366406382662008-07-16T01:15:00.000+01:002008-07-16T01:15:00.000+01:00You are a lovely and virtuous person, but I am mor...You are a lovely and virtuous person, but I am more interested in your eyes. Mine get stroppy when visited by an optician, but they change afterwards. what's a boy to do?Gordiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11847827252511368862noreply@blogger.com