No Longer Reading Between The Lines

On the desk today was a proof copy of Andrew Keeling's forthcoming musical analysis of King Crimson's debut. A cursory look-through is enough to confirm it's as comprehensive and authoratative as Andrew's other guides to King Crimson's music - In The Wake of Poseidon and Larks' Tongues In Aspic.


You'll notice also above the book my very first pair of reading spectacles. After having my eyes tested months ago (see here for the full "hilarious" tale), I finally got around to buying an off-the-shelf pair as opposed to an off-the-richter-scale-in-terms-of-price pair on a recent sortie to a garden centre of all places.

Yes, they’re the correct prescription (+1.50) but, as Alys helpfully noted the other day, “they don’t fit your fat head.” She’s right of course.

But what do you want for £4.99?

I splay the legs open, shove them onto the bridge of my nose and bingo - the print comes magnificently into sharp focus and the printed page no longer resembles a set of precariously magnetised iron fillings.