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James Butcher is a 27 year old blnd from birth self taught musician. I drove him to a Britain's Got Talent audition in Manchester and these are a few exchanges between us revealing my ignorances of seeing the world through a blind man's perspective.


I said, “ The Sun is bright today as it reflects on the glass”,
‘Is it?’, he said, ‘Why what does it look like –reflection?
   And what do you mean by the word-bright’, he said,
        ‘I just don’t see what you mean!’


“The buildings have so much glass the sun is everywhere”, I said
‘Why is it not everywhere every day?’, he asked
‘And if it was too bright then why use too much glass?’
       I said—“Oh I see what you mean.”


“The architecture looks so interesting”, I explained,
“The red and green victorian arches are in every direction”.
    ‘What is colour,an arch, and what makes it Victorian?’, he asked.
           “Well a colour is like- you know red or green”.


‘Her perfume smells nice’, he whispered as the stilettos tip toed by.
“It does you’re right” I said, “But that her -is in fact a guy”.
  ‘Then why would he smell like a she’, he asked,
          ‘I’m sure I don’t SEE what you mean?’


“Do you want grub to eat?”, I said, “ There must be a cafe near”.
‘Try that one over the road’, he pointed as he said- I looked.
      And over there we followed our noses I glanced at his smiles
         “ I mean I must have missed the sign -you see”, I said.


As we ate I asked “ Do you like it here you know in here?”
He smiled and nodded and said ‘Yes everybody had been so kind.’
I hadn’t noticed-anything special, ‘It feels a nice place to eat’, he said
     “I don’t know how I feel or what you mean”, I said.


As I drove back home he said how he’d enjoyed the day.
‘All these people and so much fun thank you he said.
  Yes today we really saw life differently didn’t we you and me’,
        he said. I said –“Yes I think I know what you mean”.
I said, “ The Sun is bright today as it reflects on the glass”,
‘Is it?’, he said, ‘Why what does it look like –reflection?
   And what do you mean by the word-bright’, he said,
        ‘I just don’t see what you mean!’


“The buildings have so much glass the sun is everywhere”, I said
‘Why is it not everywhere every day?’, he asked
‘And if it was too bright then why use too much glass?’
       I said—“Oh I see what you mean.”


“The architecture looks so interesting”, I explained,
“The red and green victorian arches are in every direction”.
    ‘What is colour,an arch, and what makes it Victorian?’, he asked.
           “Well a colour is like- you know red or green”.


‘Her perfume smells nice’, he whispered as the stilettos tip toed by.
“It does you’re right” I said, “But that her -is in fact a guy”.
  ‘Then why would he smell like a she’, he asked,
          ‘I’m sure I don’t SEE what you mean?’


“Do you want grub to eat?”, I said, “ There must be a cafe near”.
‘Try that one over the road’, he pointed as he said- I looked.
      And over there we followed our noses I glanced at his smiles
         “ I mean I must have missed the sign -you see”, I said.


As we ate I asked “ Do you like it here you know in here?”
He smiled and nodded and said ‘Yes everybody had been so kind.’
I hadn’t noticed-anything special, ‘It feels a nice place to eat’, he said
     “I don’t know how I feel or what you mean”, I said.


As I drove back home he said how he’d enjoyed the day.
‘All these people and so much fun thank you he said.
  Yes today we really saw life differently didn’t we you and me’,
        he said. I said –“Yes I think I know what you mean”.
I said, “ The Sun is bright today as it reflects on the glass”,
‘Is it?’, he said, ‘Why what does it look like –reflection?
   And what do you mean by the word-bright’, he said,
        ‘I just don’t see what you mean!’


“The buildings have so much glass the sun is everywhere”, I said
‘Why is it not everywhere every day?’, he asked
‘And if it was too bright then why use too much glass?’
       I said—“Oh I see what you mean.”


“The architecture looks so interesting”, I explained,
“The red and green victorian arches are in every direction”.
    ‘What is colour,an arch, and what makes it Victorian?’, he asked.
           “Well a colour is like- you know red or green”.


‘Her perfume smells nice’, he whispered as the stilettos tip toed by.
“It does you’re right” I said, “But that her -is in fact a guy”.
  ‘Then why would he smell like a she’, he asked,
          ‘I’m sure I don’t SEE what you mean?’


“Do you want grub to eat?”, I said, “ There must be a cafe near”.
‘Try that one over the road’, he pointed as he said- I looked.
      And over there we followed our noses I glanced at his smiles
         “ I mean I must have missed the sign -you see”, I said.


As we ate I asked “ Do you like it here you know in here?”
He smiled and nodded and said ‘Yes everybody had been so kind.’
I hadn’t noticed-anything special, ‘It feels a nice place to eat’, he said
     “I don’t know how I feel or what you mean”, I said.


As I drove back home he said how he’d enjoyed the day.
‘All these people and so much fun thank you he said.
  Yes today we really saw life differently didn’t we you and me’,
        he said. I said –“Yes I think I know what you mean”.


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