We Really Should .....

 Be careful what we wish for ....!

Yesterday, I was in town and picked up a mesh visor, for use when I'm Brush Cutting or using my chain saw. 

 I have a clear plastic one. But, those things are fucking useless in a real working situation. First drop of any sort of moisture and ye fucked. All smeared up and ye can't see a thing. More danger to yeself than ever.

 So, I've walked back into my local, to drop off my latest haul of shopping. Jim and Olli' were there and commented on my new visor.

 " Yes, " I said. " I've always rather fancied having an excuse to wear an eye patch. Do look bloody cool, don't they? But, who's to say I wouldn't lose Both eyes to a nasty little accident? So ....."

 Came home. Put my visor away in the tool room. Sauntered off to my ditch. Ducked down beneath the fast growing vegetation of the bushes surrounding it and Whack!

 Caught a fucking twig right bang in my left fucking eyeball! Hurt like a bitch and sent my eye into all sorts of clenching spasm's. Spent the fucking evening mopping at it with paper towels, as it streamed and stung.

 Now, I'm sitting here, typing this through my one, good, eye. Left one's under a fold of paper towel which I'm presently holding firmly in place with my glasses. It helps relieve the discomfort ~ a little.

 Now, I have to go and do some chores around the place. I believe I have an old eye patch here, somewhere. If I can find it, I'll use that to hold the wad to me eye.

 Oh, how 'cool' I'll look. Wandering about, glaring out of this one eye.

 Only, there's no bastard here to appreciate my new found coolness. And, frankly? Fuck cool. I'd much rather look normal and not have my eye hurt so much!

 I don't feel cool at all. This fucking hurts!

Be careful what ye wish for!