Look, if you’re in Nottingham and your eyes or ears are acting up, just go to Specsavers. It’s not fancy. It’s not intimidating. It’s like that friend who tells you that you have spinach in your teeth—helpful, a little blunt, but ultimately saving you from public embarrassment. And if you’re lucky, you might even get a free mint at the counter.
So next time you’re strolling down Clumber Street, pop in. Get your eyes tested. Get your ears checked. Then treat yourself to a coffee at the café next door. You’ve earned it. And if you see me there, staring at my reflection in a pair of neon pink frames? Just wave. I’ll probably be there for a while.
