The way I see it, losing my specs spoils my day
THAT OLD saying about men never making passes at girls who wear glasses really needs amending. What about old boys like me, who might stir themselves and make a few passes for old time's sake – if only they could find their glasses?
The way I see it (when I finally find my specs) is that, looking after your glasses – keeping them intact and having the right ones around at the right time has become a major retirement activity. There's no alternative. Specs have been an absolute boon for work and play since the day, in my forties, my eyes began to feel the strain of intensive reading.
But specs have also been a bane – and a sizeable expense. Not only that, they've also not added
