Unable to read, I listened – and found out just what an imperfect reader I am | Paul Daley

A sudden, severe eye infection had sidelined me. It rendered my eyes painfully photo-sensitive. The sunlight was excruciating. So, too, screens for more than a minute or so. This meant no dog walking. No TV. No writing. No reading.

I was relegated to the sofa, my eyes shut behind sunglasses, the dogs curled lovingly though filled with uncertainty () at