Wednesday 13th May.
I am in brother Chris's office with an
half-hour to kill before I am blindfolded and have to get on with the
telephone answering and tea making duties etc.
I haven't mentioned it before but I am
on Facebook! Chris saw to that, needless to say and I am on there as
Jane Blindfolded if anyone wants to look me up. The Face book pages
that I have seen are all other blindfold fans but only, it seems,
showing off photos of themselves ( they claim) and their 'friends'.
We only have the one photo of me blindfolded and Chris has found one
or two others for our web-site and this Facebook page.
Not much anywhere in words (!) about my
favourite subject except one person (woman probably) who describes
her blindsimming episodes. Un fortunately we can't find that
particular page again – there are so many different pages and
people, I find it all rather confusing.
I noticed this particular person
because she said she loved to go out blindfolded and, it seemed,
simply ride around on buses and on one occasion at least in a taxi.
The driver said, after being asked to drive somewhere and she had put
on her blindfold, he said - have a good sleep then and I will wake
you when we arrive! Not quite my cup of tea!!
I do travel on a bus, as you will
remember me describing, but once outdoors I am definitely a
'Blindsimmer' enjoying knowing (or hoping anyway) that people I have
contact with believe me to be blind (as indeed I then am) and treat
me appropriately. At home as well, when blindfolded, I enjoy that
again, but also enjoy being able to do things – playing the piano,
changing the beds, loading the washing machine, making my lunch,
etc.etc. I am proud of my ability to get around at home and away from
home, then using my other senses and my white stick, now after many
years practice, in a very accomplished manner.
I hope I still interest you readers out
there but it is becoming difficult to think up things to write about.
I would love to hear from some of you, preferably via –
me_blindfolded@yahoo.co.uk
–
Chris is now hovering, scarf in his
hands, so I'll finish,
Jane.
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