Thanks to my darling daughter, I’ve developed conjunctivitis. Nerea succumbed last week and now I’m suffering. As a contact lens wearer, it’s more than inconvenient. Today, I attended a writing workshop where reading aloud was part of the programme. Wearing ancient glasses, I could barely read my own handwriting, which isn’t great at the best of times, let alone the typewritten extracts from a variety of travel authors. But it could have been worse. I was able to start the antibiotic eyedrops yesterday, so by the time the weekend is over, my reddened, bloodshot eyes should be returning to normal
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