~~Had an e-mail from our lovely Eduardo, our bank manager, asking us to come in as a matter of urgency.Ferlippin' heck we thought, what's going on?
Drove over to Castro Verde, we walked in and queue jumped
as Eduardo came out straight away, shaking hands and ushering us into his office. The looks on the queue was a picture - we were royalty!!Nothing to worry about
- the signatures we'd given a few weeks ago, on a tablet, weren't accepted and he needed us to sign on paper As we're here, I said, shall we pop into the opticians? Grumpy has a cataract which needs to be sorted and I need new glasses. I thought.
We now have three cataracts between us
Grumpy has 5% sight in his left eye and I have two nice cataracts
As he said, the bad news is you have two cataracts, the good news is that they're not too bad
yet.We have referral letters and I'm just about to investigate the best places to go. We're going private, as its a lot quicker, so that's 6,000€ that wont be buying the merc
Going the normal nhs route can take over two years.So we stopped at the bar on the way home and left, four hours later, a little squiffy
But Mitchell got his wood sorted, as I rang him, he came down and saw Jorge, then Gez turned up and we met our new neighbours, who live just up the road, so a pleasant afternoon.
Cancelled the Portuguese lesson, no way could we drive into Ourique and the optician recommended that neither of us drive in the dark. Blasted scary, the thought of losing eye sight.
