Thursday 17th October 2024
Last Friday afternoon I keep seeing floaters in my left eye. I was at the Vinyl café @ the Playhouse; was told to ignore it. I made an appointment at Spectsavers, who put in eye drops and scanned my eye. I could see the black spot or spots on the photo, so they sent me to the eye clinic up the hospital. This is worrying, as my dad had a detached retina in his left eye. He was sat in his chair when the vein went! I don't want that. They put in eye drop which sent my left to sleep, then put in a shield. Apparently there are floaters which were lasered, felt very strange. Everything was hazy afterwards. I'll be back in 2 weeks, they may have to do it again.
Dad once told me in 1968, while in Teignmouth on their honeymoon. That he went for a walk along Teignmouth seafront, and there was a huge silvery moon shining across the water creating a sparkling path. I suspect it was what we call a Hunters moon, when we are all reunited again; I'd like to see that moon. Everyone commented on it, mum didn't see it as she was back at Thatcher flat resting. I can imagine the lights of Sheldon twinkling across the water, the silhouette of the Ness against the sky. Also the lights on the horizon of the fishing boats, which wouldn't return until dawn. Also the lights of the trains as they come along the track, the orange twinkling lights from along the coast. Sodium is no longer used, awful white LEDs now. There used to be coloured chain lights strung across the front, but it's all gone now. I'm determined to leave Salisbury and Wiltshire behind, I'll never return ever. People say they'll miss me, miss taking advantage more like!
Teignmouth is my happy place, no seafront in Salisbury. Mums all I've got left now, and my boy who's my world. I'm looking forward to seeing him at Christmas. Mum gets lonely without dad, Annmarie says I see her too much. She can fuck right off and mind her own !@#% business. Too busy sticking her nose where it's not wanted. Shouts at her dog a lot, feel sorry for the poor animal. Several people are not talking to Annamaria, she scrounges for money. She makes me depressed and it's not good for my health.
After mums gone, there be no more birthday or Christmas presents, but I don't care about material things. It's just I'm the last Topp in Salisbury, I should have an endangered species notice put on me; har har.
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