My glasses sitting on Jane’s desk.
These are my glasses.
I’ve been wearing glasses since I was 8 years old; I was in Primary 4. I remember that because my teacher at that time was called Miss Dickson and over a couple of months she progressively moved me back further and further towards the rear of the classroom for talking.
The reason that I was talking so much was because I realised that I couldn’t read what was written on the blackboard and so kept asking the person seated next to me “What does that say?”. And the further back I was moved the more I talked. It was a vicious circle that was halted by two interventions:
- the back wall of the classroom
- an eye examination that confirmed that I did indeed suffer from myopia
Since then I’ve been a signed-up and permanent member of the Specky Four Eyes Club™. And before you ask I wouldn’t consider contact lenses for two reasons: first, my eyesight is too bad for contacts (these glasses were partly paid for me by the NHS because I’m so blind), and second, I can’t stand sticking anything into my eyes.
And so, these are my current pair of glasses: a pair of British Racing Green frames made by Lotus (I kid you not) loaded with two seriously heavy lumps of glass:
I’m due for another eye examination soon. Better, worse or just the same? We’ll see, but sadly I suspect worse.