Eye, Eye

Poppy had a routine eye test but doesn't need to wear her glasses any more. She's pretty relieved as the whole braces and glasses combination is a bit too 'Ugly Betty'.

I confess I kept Alf off today and he probably could have gone to school but he was coughing like someone on 60 Woodbines a day. And he said he'd watch a film with me.
It was nice to have some purpose to my day, looking after my poorly boy but by lunchtime he'd disappeared off to his X Box and I was left with my Kindle for company.
At least Pops let me take her to Starbucks after her eye test then we popped to Waitrose to forage for roots and leaves.