



Sigh... and on another serious note. I realise that old age is creeping up on me. Three times when I walked in the neighbourhood yesterday I met up with people I knew. All recognised me. Sure, all three were out of normal context and they were not people I see every day, but I could not tell who they were until they were about two metres away. I know, I know, I have glasses. And I obviously need to wear them more often. But they only have squitty little clip-ons for the bright glare of the sun we have finally been fortunate to have. So I was wearing my larger-lensed non-prescription sunglasses. And since I am saving hard for another trip in April.... I will not be visiting the optometrist for new lenses. I know you all feel soooooo sorry for me!