Sight unseen

Lost: 1 pair of sunglasses, light and dark blue frames, black lenses, answers to the name of 'shades', sorely missed, reward for information leading to recapture.

Today I did something very very stupid. Very stupid indeed. I changed my shirt on the tube and left my sunglasses on the seat. My Alain Mikli sunglasses. The best glasses a boy could ever have. Ship. Fug fugging shippy fugger. I can't even begin to tell you how amazing they were. For a start they had prescription lenses, which meant not only did I look outstandingly cool, but I could look outstandingly well! And boy, did I look good in those frames. Man, the girls seriously dug me in those bad boys. And they were polarised (the lenses not the girls), so I could even see in the dark! (although I didn't look quite so cool at night times, or on the tube) Most importantly though, we had many years of shared memories, like a faithful lapdog they accompanied me through some dark times. I wore them 24/7 during the infamous prescription drug episodes of '03/'04, they managed to take that all important edge off the day, and enabling me stagger dangerously from street to street, sweating and stammering. Above all they were just one of the nicest things I owned, a pure piece of luxury. Whilst donned, no matter how much I tried, I just could not be miserable or uncool. But now it is all over, I am Jamie without his Magic Torch! Macbeth without his Lady! The Lone Ranger without his Tonto! (Wait a minute, why was he the Lone Ranger if he had a partner?) I am really blue. I miss them, so much. And as they were a princely 300 golden nuggets, it's not exactly an option to repurchase them. I have reported them missing, but of a recovery, chances are slim. So if anyone has a spare chunk of change knocking about, feel to donate it to the 'Sight for Sore Eyes' van der Put Memorial Benevolent Fund.