Bleep..... bleep....beeep

[venta]

For a while now, I've been noticing that I'm having to ask people to repeat things, because I haven't heard them - in effect, it seems like all my friends are mumbling. So I trotted to the GP to ask for a hearing test.

Some months later, I get an appointment at the Radcliffe Infirmary. (The letter informing me of today's appointment, written on the 2nd, insisted it was imperative I visit my practice nurse to have my ears syringed at least 2 weeks in advance. Needless to say, I didn't.)

And, having listened to lots of noises for them, I'm told my hearing is normal. Admittedly, slightly towards the lower end of normal, but still well within the "good hearing" limits. So I've been forced to conclude that actually you're all just mumbling. Could you stop it please ?

Oh, and firewoman: Snap!

I'd also forgotten how much I hate being shut in small, soundproofed rooms. They're so oppressive. And it's not the absence of noise, either - being in a soundproofed room whose door is open, allowing you to hear people moving about outside, is still oppressive. It's like having your head wrapped in cotton wool and squeezed slightly.

Oh, and cardinalsin: were you standing by the crossing outside the University Museum about half three ? If so, when did you cut all your hair off ? If not, blimey, there's a bloke in Oxford who looks dead like you.

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[cardinalsin.livejournal.com]

I can further confirm that I was standing at said location at some point on Friday. If it was half three, bloody hell, it took me longer to get home than I thought!