Dressing was difficult as I settled on a pretty pink dress that buttoned up the back, great I managed the lower three buttons and even managed with a little gymnastics the top two buttons but I had to walk to the office with the middle buttons open, to tell you the truth I really didn't give a damn, I was dressed and I was out in the fresh air, the sun was high and hot and it was a slow walk but very pleasant.
Obviously being unwell has taken it's toll on my sense of humour because we were seated on the bar as the restaurant was very busy, but the little Chinese woman waiting for a table sitting on the edge of my bar stool was lucky I didn't plant her one, and as for the Italian woman that forced My Beloved to move along the bar so she could get herself wedged in the corner was lucky I didn't lash her with my tongue, I had to keep taking deep breaths and remember I was in Israel, there is no YOUR space, MY space, it's OUR space, but when I pushed the Chinese woman and tapped her arse she did apologise and move, not far enough to keep her breath off my neck but at least off my chair.
Hugo the handyman called as I was heading to the optician for an appointment, I told him I would meet him at home in 30, trouble was I was seen right away at the optician and completely forgot poor Hugo, he called I apologised and we rearranged.
I took the car and headed home after being put through the mill in the shop, talk about hard sell, I now have new lenses which I refused to take a six month supply of as I'm not convinced they are correct yet, comfort wise they are great, but I still struggle reading my facebook on the iphone, anyway they then set me up with new glasses and tried very hard to get me to buy new sunglasses with my prescription, as I explained I have never and will never pay £1,500 for two pair of glasses I would rather be blind, so I eventually got them down to a price that although indecent for one pair of glasses was actually achievable without taking out a bank loan, please god they are set right, having varifocals that are set wrong can be a right pain in the neck, and I mean that literally, having had some years ago made at high street chain I can vouch for badly set glasses, as I have said to the Prince's on numerous occasions buy cheap, buy twice, and I did that time and I had to go to an optician in Turra to sort me out after that fiasco. My daughter is currently having trouble with lenses from the same high street saving spectacle chain, I have told her to find a proper optician that will give her the time she needs and explain the problems with lenses properly, and not just tell her she has to put up with it, sometimes a little bit of time to explain issues will go a very long way.
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