Blurry
I’m starting to find that my eyes are failing me, and not just because I have a habit of sticking my finger into them. I first noticed this during the World Cup, where I found it difficult to read the score in the top left of the screen while sitting on the couch in Andrea’s flat. But now I’m noticing it more and more, flicking through channels brings up the current program at the bottom of the screen and it’s becoming increasingly blurry.
A trip to the opticians is therefore on the cards. But wearing glasses wouldn’t be too bad, it’s just the price of them I’m worried about. I still have a hard time working out why some cut glass and a couple of bits of metal (and they always say it’s the lenses that are the expensive part) can cost £400.
