Eyesore.

A real turn-up for the books today in that one of those members of the public obliged by turning up on time.
I, however, managed to create an astonishingly bad photograph (I have removed your magnifying glass in an attempt to stop you scrutinizing). This was mainly due to the fact that I couldn't see what the camera was telling me due to my ever-deteriorating eyesight. Just three days ago my optician recommended varifocals as my saviour. At this point I panicked and bleated that I was a mere 49 years old and required nothing of the sort, while all the while stomping around the shop like some myopic version of Margot Leadbetter.
Time to swallow what little of my pride I have left.