OK, so the dust in the cabin is starting to get to me, particularly at night. No good for the asthma. So I bent down behind a cupboard with dustpan and broom, and the first thing I found was a $50 note. Not bad, not bad at all.
I may need that for a possible forthcoming visit to an optician or opthamologist. At the moment I've got the eyelash above my right eye, which is the bad one, growing down, and irritating the eye, making me want to rub it continually. I'm game to get at it with scissors, because my vision and co-ordination are not the best so I'll see what the local Optical Prescription Spectacle Makers can do tomorrow after work.