Absolutely. I’m already planning my next visit. Maybe I’ll treat myself to those tortoiseshell frames. Or, you know, finally get that laser consultation I’ve been avoiding.
If you’re in Newcastle and your eyes feel like they’re using dial-up internet, go see them. Your vision will thank you.
Plus, the staff remember your name. I felt like a regular on my second visit. “Ah, the one who flinched at the air puff!” they joked. And we laughed.
So go on. Book an appointment. Or just wander in and try on some ridiculous sunglasses. No one’s judging. It’s Newcastle, after all—we love a bit of drama.
Just don’t blame me if you walk out looking like a million quid and seeing better than an eagle. You’ve been warned.
