Last Tuesday, I managed to drop my glasses somewhere between getting off the train and reaching the swimming pool for my morning pre-work swim. Luckily, I have a spare emergency pair that I keep in the office (old prescription but better than nothing), and a second pair at home.
On Friday, I had an errand to run in Canterbury so cycled over there along the Crab & Winkle way. The path is very bumpy in places and I didn't notice until I was almost at the University that one of my pannier bags had made a bid for freedom somewhere along the route. I turned round and retraced but it had obviously already been picked up by someone.
Luckily, there wasn't much of great value in the bag - only my second pair of glasses...
So that's two pairs of expensive varifocals lost in the space of a few days. Arses.