So I’m back on nightshift. My first nightshift for over 2 months.
It’s too bright and too warm to sleep easily during the day, and, quite naturally, scaffolders were -today – building a tower opposite my bedroom window. It’s ever a comfort that some thngs don’t change.
As a concession to my “driverless” status, I am working remotely, a slightly strange sensation in the dead of night, and focusing on the screens with new glasses.
These are not the previously threatened “prism” affairs intended to correct double vision by grabbing the image and twisting it -so, but an altogether more subtle solution, which encourages my brain to “prioritise” the good image (RHS) over the twisted image (LHS).
This, is of course, exctly what my pirate patches do, although they achieve this by wholesale elimination – down to a choice of one image, and at the price of all peripheral vision on the blocked side.
New glasses, are a more nuanced affair. Turning the visual volume down on one side through a slightly more opaque lens. It’s suprisingly effective, and offers hope for the future, all the more so because the DVLA insist on a period of 6 months to accustom to prism lenses, before driving again, while this lower tech solution is immediately accessible and open to emergency application;
” Hold on – I need to make one side of these glasses dirty so I can see better…”
Meanwhile I plod away at the coalface of truth and accuracy in public transport provision.
Next week in IaDL : Is that the sound of someone demolishing a piano? ….again?
Dalmallyfest the Asylum 