I still remember the day I realised my eyesight wasn't quite right.

I was around the age of ten, sitting on a bench in Redcar with my dad, eating fish and chips and looking out to sea.

"Can you see those ships?" he asked, pointing towards the horizon.

"What ships?" I replied.

Not long afterwards, I found myself sitting in an optician's chair for the very first time.

I remember the eye chart looking very blurry.

But then the optician did his thing. He shone some lights into my eyes, clicked a few lenses in and out, and suddenly I could see the bottom line.

Everything looked sharper.

Clearer.

Brighter.

I thought the optician was some sort of magician.

And that was the start of my specky four-eyed life.

It was also the beginning of a fascination with eyes that has never really gone away.

I qualified as an Optometrist in 2004 and, more than twenty years later, I still find eyes remarkable.

My wife would probably tell you I've spent far too much of our marriage talking about eyes and glasses.

She's probably right.

Today I have the privilege of helping people experience that same moment I had all those years ago.

The moment when the world suddenly snaps into focus.

And I still think it's a little bit magical.

When you are ready for your next eye test, I’ll be waiting.

Although there’s no fairy dust or magic. Just some very cool technology, glasses and a friendly team ready to look after your peepers.