Archive for December, 2011

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“. . . . As Those That Cannot See”

14 December 2011

We seem to be having a race to the bottom over who has the worst eye-sight.  I’m currently standing between Kris and Mary-Helen!

Mary-Helen’s story (in the comments on my last post) reminded me how I came to be wearing them – and it’s a very similar story to her’s.

The opthalmic surgeon I visited as a child was a “leading light” in the opthalmic world for his work on contact lens.  He recommended that I wear them as soon as I was able to be responsible for them as it would give me much better vision.  My parents had a small endowment policy of some kind which matured on my 16th birthday and they said I could have that for the lens.  It was sixty pounds, and the lens cost 62 (oh, what a memory I have!).  Sixty pounds, incidentally, would have been more than three times the average weekly wage at the time.

So on Valentine’s Day (I even remember that) at 16.5 years I got my first pair of lens.  And I could get rid of the dreadful pebbled glasses.  I’ve never worn them since.  AND I’ve never lost a lens (well I lost one for about 48 hours once but it turned up in the butter dish!). 

I also remember that my second pair, about 4 years later, only cost 20 pounds because presumably in the meantime, mass production had been introduced because of the demand. 

So once again, I was a trend setter. 

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“There’s None So Blind . . . . “

13 December 2011

At the age of 5, I was given glasses.  My eyesight was so bad that the optician was amazed that I was able to read.  At the age of 17, I moved onto contact lens – the first person I knew to wear them.

My vision is -11.5 in one eye and -9.75 in the other.  And if you don’t know what that means, it’s been explained to me as being eligible to register as blind if it weren’t correctable.  But with contact lens, I can see as well as the next person.

So what on earth was my optician talking about today?  She asked me not once, but three times, if my vision was better when I was wearing my lens.  I didn’t quite understand the question.  So she re-phrased it.  “Can you see better when you’ve got your contact lens in?” as though I were also slightly deaf. 

What? 

1.  She had my file in front of her so knew the dire state of my eyesight.

2.  Why would I wear them if I could see better without them?

I think she appreciated my “disability” a little more when, without my lens, I was asked to read the letters on the chart.  And I couldn’t see the chart.

So I wait for my new lens with a little bit of trepidation.

 

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Knitting? Moi?

3 December 2011

I really DO knit – I just hardly ever blog about it.

In fact this year I calculate I’ve made 4 sweaters and cardigans, 4 shawls, 3 pairs of socks, a baby blanket, numerous baby hats and about 3 baby jackets.  I’ve also completed three-quarters of another jumper before ripping it all out and an ENTIRE cardigan ripped as soon as I’d finished it (for non-knitters, that doesn’t mean it got torn, but rather that I unpicked it to use the wool again as I didn’t like it).

I don’t think I’ve put one of these items on here, nor in Ravelry.  I’ll try to rectify this over the next few weeks.  And I’ll start here:

Daybreak

Daybreak Shawl being blocked (ends not yet sewn in) 

So I  thought I’d devote my time to something “challenging”.  I’m currently having to knit at the dining table, in complete silence, as every row requires my concentration.  I’m surrounded by the chart on a magnetic board, symbols blown up so I can actually read them, and the stitch glossary typed up in LARGE letters in a more legible format.  The cable pattern has 68 stitch repeats AND 68 row repeats.  It has ten different cable stitches.  No wonder I can’t memorise it. 

I’m half-way through the back and thoroughly enjoying it so far.  If it works out (and from past experience, that’s not a given) I may enter it into the Easter Show as it’s MODERN (pattern from Vogue Knitting) and I think quite striking. 

If it’s going into the Show, that gives me a good excuse not to post pictures (I hate taking photos)!