spectacles

They (they keep cropping up in this blog, don’t they?) say that with age comes wisdom.

And I would have to agree.  Of course.  But with it also comes fatigue, aches and sprains, general malaise and…fading eyesight.

I’ve always been proud of the fact that whenever I visited the optician I could read every line of that chart they put in front of you.  Right down to the tiny letters at the bottom.  And no, I wasn’t guessing them.

But over the last couple of years I’ve noticed that I struggle to read things like instructions on packaging or small print in magazines.  Then this started to get worse as my eyesight I guess deteriorated.

So much so that I invested the huge sum of £3 in a pair of those magnifying spectacles from the local supermarket.  And my goodness, how much easier is it to now read, well, anything?

It’s been a revelation for me.  Before, I would give up if I couldn’t see something, mutter under my breath and move on.  But these new glasses mean I no longer have to do that.  Now I’m often heard uttering “pass it here” in a kind of condescending tone when my wife can’t read something.  I pop on my glasses and voila, job done.

Also, and I just don't know how this was possible, they've made me look even more distinguished and attractive than before.

be calm ladies, be calm