Marz 3
Donnerstag
I’ve been starting to think about what I might pass on to the baby, healthwise. My mother’s father was an optician who went blind; and Mum’s eyesight – even forgetting the stroke – isn’t great. My own: with glasses off, I can read the number of a bus when it’s two tennis courts away. For writing, and reading, I don’t need or use them. The letters in my …
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