Is My Eyesight Getting Better?
Yesterday, I watched most of the football match at Leeds without my glasses.
Surely, my eyesight can’t be improving that much?
Whiplash
I don’t drive anymore, as my eyesight deteriorated badly due to a stroke.
I object to all the money that is wasted by the NHS in dealing with so many of these non-existent lawyer-driven whiplash claims.
People should just drive a bit more carefully!
Or use public transport like I do! The great thing about public transport in many parts of London and especially this one, is staff and fellow passengers often make it a friendly experience. Perhaps, Transport for London, should sell silly hats like this one, in aid of charity!
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.
Cyclehoops
I hadn’t heard of Cyclehoop until I saw a piece about how they have got a large export order from Vancouver, on the strength of their presence at the Olympics.
I like them, as hopefully, they’ll tidy up bikes on the streets and we’ll get less clutter that I’ll walk into. Admittedly, I do it less now, as my eyesight may not be perfect, but I’ve learned how to use it properly.
One thing I like about the design is that they are compact and can be very bright, so they aren’t among that large class of street furniture you trip over.
I’ll be looking out for some in use.
On another matter, their web site is very professional.
They also fulfil my theory, that there are many ways to redesign what we already have.
Looking at the gallery on the web site, you see too that it’s not a one-product company. They’re more a solutions company, that you go to when you want to park any number of bikes, from one to several thousands.
I Didn’t Believe My Eyes
As I walked past the cafe on the way to supper tonight, I caught in the corner of my eyes, a very distinctive picture. A lady of about thirty or so, was standing by the counter and everything about her looked familiar from her height, the type of summer dress she was wearing, her shoulders, her well-toned arms and her dark blonde hair cut short in a modern version of the classic sixties style.
It could have been C standing there! Except that looking at a picture of her now, her hair always had the odd natural curl, that just wouldn’t stay in place. And of course, the lady in the cafe was about thirty years younger.
So I just pulled myself together and walked on.
Why I Won’t Drive Again!
I now suspect that in a couple of years, my eyesight might be good enough to drive again.
But I’m pretty certain that I won’t!
Given my medical history, suppose I was to hit a child and kill them, when even the impeccable witnesses said it was not my fault, would I really want to have to go through any legal process, from perhaps vindictive parents. Especially, if it came out, I’d had a serious stroke and been stopped from driving for medical reasons.
What worries me, is that there are many out there with worse medical problems than me, who still drive. As it was I could be dead now, if this morning I’d gone by the pedestrian lights near me, as an idiot in a blue Nissan Micra went up the clear inside lane at about sixty with the lights on red to go straight over. What a wanker! His medical problem was in his head. Why I hadn’t stepped out I do not know! But who cares? I just didn’t! I suspect I heard him.
Thinking about it, he must have gone straight over the crossing seventy metres or so before the lights at speed. I just wish I’d got his number.
A Solution to Pavement Obstacles?
Nothing annoys me more as I walk around, than blocked pavements and badly designed street furniture, such as the obstacles I described in this post. Bicycles chained to railings in cities like Cambridge are a problem too and they hurt when you bump into them.
I have thought about carrying a can of orange spray paint. it would probably get me publicity, but I would probably get arrested too.
So what is needed is a simple card label on the end of a loop of orange ribbon or cord, that could be easily slipped over the offending article. The card might say something like.
I have had a stroke and can’t see too well. Because of this, I nearly bumped into this obstacle that you kindly placed to injure me. In this case there was no harm done, but please move it before you hurt someone with limited mobility or vision.
I would put a suitable e-mail address on it for a response.
You could also sell advertising on the back for charity.
The Anonymous Widower 