it turns out i need glasses!
does this mean i’m getting old?
it doesn’t help that i work in advertising. it’s such a young industry. i mean the average age of the dudes in the general vacinity of my desk is like 22.
one plays in a band called ‘Captain Stu’ for fuck’s sake.
none of them even remember lady di’s wedding – most of them weren’t born yet when it happened!
and ask them who killed jr and they’ll look at you blankly.
‘red‘ a kick-ass young art director once innocently asked me if i was the same age as her mom!
it’s ok, don’t feel sorry for me. i’m used to it.
on a separate although entirely related note, if you live in cape town and you need to get your eyes tested, go to Vision View at the lifestyle centre on kloof street. they’re very cool and they have an amazing spot.
danielle is the clever eye lady there and she’s got this machine that take a picture of the inside of your eyeballs (they don’t look anything like the inside of a marble, just in case you were wondering).
her and her fabulous assistant laaiqah won’t make you feel old, promise. even though if you have to go get your eyes tested, like i did, it’s probably because you’re getting on a little.