I am not the sort of person you would describe as being 'dippy' but sometimes I catch myself being just that. Since the beginning of January, when my family left, I have struggled to see when I am driving at night. 'Good heavens', I thought, ' I know older people have trouble seeing so clearly at night but could my night blindness happen so quickly?'
I did two evening drives in the dark before I had the sense to actually check the lights on the car. They all worked. I looked at the controls and fiddled around with them for a while and then the light bulb went off in my head. My grandson loves sitting in the driving seat of my car and he touches all the controls and there it was, he had changed the headlight setting to the dimmest it could be. 'I am an idiot', I thought.
This isn't as bad as another dippy moment I had about 10 years ago. I had been to a dinner in a restaurant along the Loire. When we came out it was dark and there was a fairly thick fog. I decided I had better put my glasses on for the drive home. As I went along the river road I could barely see anything and I was driving slower and slower. I had never seen such thick fog, even in the UK. I noticed that traffic coming towards me was going much faster and I couldn't understand it. After a fifteen minute drive barely able to see the road in front of me I arrived home. I parked and took my glasses off, sighing with relief. I looked around and could see quite clearly, the fog wasn't so bad after all and then I looked at down. I had been wearing my sunglasses.
I did two evening drives in the dark before I had the sense to actually check the lights on the car. They all worked. I looked at the controls and fiddled around with them for a while and then the light bulb went off in my head. My grandson loves sitting in the driving seat of my car and he touches all the controls and there it was, he had changed the headlight setting to the dimmest it could be. 'I am an idiot', I thought.
This isn't as bad as another dippy moment I had about 10 years ago. I had been to a dinner in a restaurant along the Loire. When we came out it was dark and there was a fairly thick fog. I decided I had better put my glasses on for the drive home. As I went along the river road I could barely see anything and I was driving slower and slower. I had never seen such thick fog, even in the UK. I noticed that traffic coming towards me was going much faster and I couldn't understand it. After a fifteen minute drive barely able to see the road in front of me I arrived home. I parked and took my glasses off, sighing with relief. I looked around and could see quite clearly, the fog wasn't so bad after all and then I looked at down. I had been wearing my sunglasses.
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