We both had eye tests this afternoon, and our plan was to go in relay so that one of us could stay with the dog.
Hubby went in first, so I sat in the car and people watched.
We’d been lucky to get the last parking space in a rank before a pedestrian crossing, so no-one would park in front of us to box us in.
You are not supposed to park on zig zag lines either side of a crossing, even if you have a disabled badge, but the number of able-bodied people who did and then went shopping was amazing. In the hour Hubby was being tested, five cars plus one delivery van stopped illegally directly in front of me.
Two of the occupant drivers looked dodgy so I took their registration numbers, especially one who was on his own and continually looking furtively around. I wouldn’t have been surprised if two or more guys had come rushing up and clambered in the back.
Typically there were no traffic wardens about.
Hubby called to say he was finished, and as it was a good three quarters of an hour before my appointment, I suggested he got himself a cup of tea on the way back to the car.
Half an hour later there was still no sign of him, so I leashed Maggie, locked up and went to meet him.
He was just coming out having chosen new glasses for the sum of £62.50, actually saving over £40!
I handed over the dog and the car keys and went in for my own appointment.
The peripheral test is fun, as you click on the button every time you see a white dot of light on the screen. It’s random in position as well as timing, so you can’t anticipate them.
Usual questions of meds, hobbies, work, driving and any computer work, then it was in for the test itself.
I am pleased to report that I passed with flying colours, and the sight in my left eye has marginally improved!
What was also interesting was that there was no sign of retinal diabetes and no need for new glasses this year.
Back at the car, Hubby and Maggie had demolished a sausage roll, sticky bun and cup of tea, and also witnessed several vehicles parking illegally on the zig zag lines, one of them being a rather well-to-do looking female in a huge silver 4 X 4.
It just so happened that a traffic warden was going by and Hubby wound down the window to show her his badge, even though he was legally parked for at least three hours after our arrival. Apparently Ms Well-to-do scuttled back to her car and tore off at speed. Now I wonder what that could have been about???
Hubby picks up his glasses next week. That’s good as when we went shopping for the breaded fish we prefer, their freezer was empty and we haven’t found an alternative yet.