Monday, 15 May 2017

laser eye surgery

So it became apparent as the doctor spoke to me that today's pre-op appointment for laser eye surgery was actually an op appointment for laser eye surgery.

(- 'Do you have any questions?'
- '[realisation dawning]... When will I have the surgery?'
- 'In about five minutes.')

(At my eye test earlier in the year it was apparent that the right lens had really clouded over and the sight had really deterioriated; I hadn't realised it until the eye test. This was not unusual, apparently, after lens replacement, and just needed the clouding lasered off; the optician wrote to my GP to refer me to the hospital, which they did.)

Quick, easy, painless, sight restored to tip-top condition. I love the NHS, and the lovely French doctor pinging away at my lens with her laser like some extraordinary video game. I could hear clicks in my head as the laser made good contact with the material.

Funniest thing, as always, is signing a surgery consent form which you literally can't read because of the drops in your eyes.

Funniest thing for me, that is. Funniest thing for everyone else was the fact that I went all the way home with the '*this* eye' arrow felt-penned on my forehead.

Saturday, 6 May 2017

the social network

On Friday 5th May Maisie and I watched The Social Network (which I'd recorded only the night before, though I had recorded it before on the old digibox and never seen it) - we both enjoyed it. It was very well done, for such a talky, plot heavy film (Aaron Sorkin scripted). Again, one wondered how close to the truth it was, but it couldn't be too far away from it, being the story of very wealthy living people.

action in arabia

On Monday 1st May - bank holiday - we all watched Action In Arabia, another DVD Maisie had given us for our anniversary, from a big reissue series of mostly minor films available cheap at Fopp. As with the Mr Moto film, it was short, and straight in and out, and rather better than we'd expected - certainly better than Mr Moto. George Sanders in particular added a bit of natural class to this wartime propaganda movie.

think fast, mr moto

On Saturday 29th April we all watched Think Fast Mr Moto on DVD, which Maisie had given to us for an anniversary present. It wasn't bad, and certainly rather better than I had feared it might be (although the representation of Chinese and Japanese characters, often by Western actors, not least Peter Lorre in the main role, was 'of its time', shall we say), but not good enough to make me think it worth going to Fopp to pick up some of the sequels which they also had there for £3. It was just over an hour long - a B movie, one presumes - and was striking in the way that it plunged you without explanation straight into the story and then just stopped once it was over, which may have been for necessity and, again, of its time/status, but I wish more modern films still did.

a quiet passion

On Tuesday 25th April I had the day off, as well as Bethan, and during the day we went to the Curzon Bloomsbury to see A Quiet Passion, about Emily Dickinson, which was pretty good, even though it was a Terence Davies film.

Friday, 5 May 2017

oblivion

On Monday 24th April Maisie and I watched Oblivion, the science fiction film starring Tom Cruise. It was pretty good, and had some interesting ideas and reasonable internal logic, though towards the end it rushed through plot unfolding for the sake of action scenes, and I'd have rathered the former.

Thursday, 4 May 2017

book-writers

I recently came across a little notebook with some bits and pieces in it which Maisie had said when she was wee, which I'd never transferred to the secret blog.

Here's something I saw today which she said to mummy: 'Me and daddy are going to be book-writers when we grow up - would you like to be in one of them?'

It pulled at my heart when she said it, as it does today. I hope that she manages to fulfil all the ambitions that she has.