21 June 1982

Mon Jun XXI

Take glasses in to be repaired.

No Tues

Mum and Dad had somehow managed to find an optician who could not only repair my glasses, but do so overnight. This meant that I just had to spend an evening wandering around like a blind thing. This wasn’t too traumatic as my vision wasn’t actually that bad in those days – somewhere around -2.5 if I remember correctly – and, of course, I was used to playing football and other games with no glasses on, as if I wasn’t they wouldn’t have been broken in the first place. It does explain why this entry is so short, though.

The strikethrough isn’t a case of me filling in the diary retrospectively, but simply trying to add something to another day and getting it in the wrong place.


About Richard

Just your less-than-average married father of one
This entry was posted in 1982 Diary, Family and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s