It has been a busy fortnight.

On Monday last week I brought Herself up to Dublin for an eye checkup. She had had a cataract operation on an eye that was virtually blind and they wanted to check on the outcome. They were happy. 20/20 vision, they declared, so we came home again.

I dumped Herself into her bedroom and went for a grand relax myself. My relaxation was short-lived however as there a cry from Herself –

“Come and see my tits!”

I hauled myself into her room and had a good look but didn’t notice anything different.

“No! You idiot! Look out at the apple tree.”

So I looked and sure enough there were two or three tits hopping around on the branches. There was nothing unusual in this but I realised that she just couldn’t have seen them before but was now blessed with great sight.

So I moved a bird feeder to a tree nearer her window. I filled it up from an old bag of bird feed that had been lying around. In some ways that was a bit of a mistake as it was a roaring success. Or maybe that should be a twittering success? Anyhows the tree rapidly filled with blue tits, coal tits, great tits and a variety of finches [not to mention a robin or three] and they all were fighting like mad to get at the feeder. It was worse than a pavement after Saturday night closing time.

I had to buy more bird food. I got a few pounds of sunflower seeds and that lot is nearly gone. I have a couple of sacks of bird seed ready to go, as I’m having to traipse out there several times a day to fill the hopper and that lot will soon be gone.

Herself is thrilled. She spends her day now watching the tits rip each other to shreds to get at the feeder. I suppose it satisfies her bloodlust and at least stops her buying shit online.

I had my own solo trip up to the same clinic yesterday. My eye test was different – a pressure test which turned out to be perfectly normal.

It was the same girl who tested Herself and she remembered me and treated me like an old friend. She’s a lovely girl.

Nice tits.