February 20, 2009
Today was the last (week) day of Miss Fleet’s half term. Mrs Fleet decided to bring Miss Fleet and Rothmans to London for a day out. They came up on the train and I met them for lunch at Ultimate Burger on Glasshouse Street just off Piccadilly Circus. (It’s a great gourmet burger place, and their Satay burger is to die for). After lunch I went back to the office while Mrs F took the girls to London Zoo, where they had great fun (Miss Fleet was amazed and delighted to discover that Komodo Dragons are in fact real and not a figment of Daddy’s imagination).
After their fun time at the Zoo they came and met me from the office and we did our traditional visit to Banana Republic on Regent Street (my third favourite store in the world after the Apple Store on Fifth Avenue in NY and any Ruehl 925 store (Abercrombie and Fitch’s grown up elder brother – they don’t have them in the UK). Miss Fleet loves BR because the name amuses her and because the store is generously provided with comfortable chairs – she migrates from one to another as we move through the store. I bought a very nice purple sweater. Amazingly Mrs F didn’t partake, but I gather there is a dress she has her eye on for my brother’s nuptials later in the year.
All in all a nice day out for the girls, albeit an exhausting one for Mrs F!
January 31, 2009
I am dreadfully shortsighted, and am essentially unable to function without glasses. In the past I’ve run into horrible problems with high street chain-type opticians, so for the last 10 years or so I have gone to Ideal Eyes in Oxford. They’re a great example of a small (3 store) chain still very much run hands-on by the owner, and the service is superb. After the unfortunate disintegration of my specs earlier in the week I decided to get my eyes tested as well as ordering some new glasses.
There seems to be a distressing trend towards ‘bling’ in glasses these days. Because my eyes are so bad the lenses are very thick, even with 1.67 lenses which thins them by 50% (I think). As a result I need to have plastic frames to avoid looking like Professor Frink from the Simpsons, with the glass overhanging the frames. Many of the frames seem to have great thick ‘arms’ to them, sometimes spanning the whole height of the side of the frame, often with a ludicrous great logo of Armani, Prada, or whatever, stuck to it. The effect is to make one look like the owner of a pair of designer label safety goggles. Horrible.
I was delighted therefore, to find that Ray-Ban produce a nice range of understated frames. So that is what I have ordered (pictured above). Now I just have to hope the super-glue holds until they arrive!