A Gift for the Optomotrist

From his daughter apparently.

Basil and I had Ceclilied into Shepshed for me to have my hair done at Shear Desire, where Basil gets plenty of attention and a biscuit with my latte.

On the way back, we stopped at Mr Ryatt's for me to make an appointment for an eye test, where I saw this.

Choir rehearsal in the evening which apparently I need not have attended because it was for those singing in Southwell Minster tomorrow. I've had to renege on going because I've been summoned to the Orthopaedic out patients for my annual review. Curses.

Len is wedded to the snooker on TV. Thus I've had to start watching films on my Mac.