Finally, my eye is getting better. It's still puffy in places, but not as red and sore. I can at least now wear my specs and see what I'm doing. This means I shall go to work in them and brace myself to have the piss taken out of me. Even my own family used to call me Olive off the buses ( did my confidence as a kid no end of good) The only person who has never been bothered about my specs is Kev, but then perhaps that's because he is the only person that really knows me and knows that my glasses don't alter who I am, just people's perspective of me. They see it as a weakness to be exploited ( like they do any disability) but never mind, they have bigger things to worry about now, if me in specs makes them laugh so be it.
So a round up of yesterday, because my eye was ok to wear my specs we watched Doctor Sleep the follow up to The Shining. I tried to read the book as a kid but found it too harrowing. It was the first book I read where alcoholism and child abuse were even mentioned. But later I loved the movie ( I've always loved Jack Nicolson) Doctor Sleep was just as good, and I thought Ewan Mcgregor was great in the grown-up Danny role. Rosie the Hat was fabulous too... I recommend it if you need a good watch.
Right signing off now. Take care.
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