Me and the Mrs took the kids for their eyes testing this morning, and after 20 minutes she and the kids get taken into another room for further tests. I'm getting more and more bored by the minute until a midlle aged lesbian couple and their chav offspring enter the opticians. The lady half of this duo tries on 20 or so pairs of specs, while the "male" half oohs and aahs at the glasses, saying, "you look like Olive from On The Buses" at every other pair. Even the staff seemed to be getting wound up by their trying on every pair on display, until the optician himself walks over and hands her a pair that he believes will suit her. "UGH" she says "I don't want to look like my mother!" At this point I wanted to shout out "Why? Was she an overweight, fcuk ugly rug muncher too?" I say wanted to because although I'm 5'9", 14 stone, stocky build and ex infantry, the "man" half was 6 inches taller than me, several stone heavier, and would probably have torn me a new ringpiece!