Tuesday, 21 June 2005

Personal

The return of Radar

The weekend's other disappointment (the first being my car) was breaking my glasses as I clambered off the train at the end of my journey home. Worse than that, I'm told they can't be repaired without being sent away.

This has two side-effects. First, I've finally booked a sight test. (The optician even gave me a letter of recommendation for work.) Second, I'm back wearing my old glasses. You know, the pair that led Jude to call me Radar.

Please use the comments to get the verbal abuse out of the way.

Posted by pab at 21:55 | Comments will be back later in the year. Please email me instead!