As clear as the nose on my face !

So the time had come to collect my new varifocal glasses, GASP having " given the gift of sight" for Christmas. It was Christmas eve and I reluctantly headed into Specspenders, feeling slightly flat at the prospect of my Christmas gift being an indication of my advancing age and increasing disability. Well, I must have been good all year, because Santa Claus decided that , as a reward for such a practical gift, it should be delivered in gift wrap....and gift wrapped they were ! I was asked to take a seat ( yes, in the place they tell you the bad news), removed my old blurry pair of specs and a blurred individual sat in front of me ( yes I am that blind !)and handed me my new glasses. As my eyes adjusted, what came into view was a blond middle aged Australian in a Christmas t shirt, exposing his perfectly toned biceps and hairy forearms........Yeeeeeessss !!! Happy F***** days ! He leaned forward and gently adjusted my glasses, in a soft Australian accent telling me they looked great, as I melted in front of him. He suggested that I get used to them by just "following my nose". "Like Rudolph ?" I giggled like a teenager batting my eyelids, as he just became clearer and clearer in front of me. I have found it very easy to get used to the varifocals, but reckon I may need to go back occasionally to have them checked !