My Eyesight May Be Improving
I was entering Starbucks at the Angel, one day this week, when I startled as something low down on the left passed me in the doorway. At first I thought it could be a small child or perhaps a dog running in from the street.
But all it turned out to be was a bubble from the machine outside the shop next door.
So my eyesight can’t be as bad, as I think it is.
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