Mr Harris

[poliphilo]

My father-in-law says that Mr Harris is the best optician in Oldham, but he won't go to him because Mr Harris smokes a pipe.

That's just daft.

But it's a sign of the times that you go into the consulting room and you notice the reek of tobacco. Once upon a time you wouldn't have noticed because every public space smelt the same.

My Harris is only working part-time now and I guess he's looking to retire. We'll miss him when he does.

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[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

There are three rooms.

There's the waiting room. It used to have interesting celebrity lifestyle magazines. Now it just has the Oldham Advertiser and specialist magazines about eyes and glasses.

Then there's the room where the assistant does the glaucoma test. We don't have jumping cows and mountain roads. They sound like fun.

Then there's Mr Harris's own room with pictures of his wife and the Lake District (where he loves to go rambling) and a huge bookcase full of interesting books, including a full set of Dickens.