Viewpoint: Diary of a spectacle designer

I’m the sort of person who likes to be out in the thick of it. These last few weeks I’ve been lucky enough to go on holiday. Holiday - what a lovely word. Something one took for granted for years and yet has become such a rare and precious thing, not to mention logistically near impossible. Yet. here I am in Germany on holiday.

I say holiday but staying at your parents in law is hardly Ibiza but there is lots of wine, beer, a sauna and sleep. Only…after a week of rest, I started to get a bit restless.

‘Darling [I never call my wife darling, this is just for effect], I’m thinking of going to visit a few German eyewear factories and also catching up with my regional sales team, you know, since it's so hard to travel these days, might as well steal a few days’. I floated this idea over a nice breakfast and, to my surprise, three days later I’m on an InterCity Express train heading to the southern part of Germany. It's a very nice part of the world.