Wednesday, 17 September 2008

24 pairs of shoes, and a cat ii

Now, people do ask why I garden in heels.  It aerates the lawn.  

And below:  Last worn to my plumber's art show in the woods;  first worn to walk in the Massif Central - http://www.ladecouverte.com/ or see sidebar, GG you'd love it, where mein host meets the walkers at lunch-time with a full meal from his kitchen, carves, pulls a few corks, and if you over-imbibe, he'll pour you back into the van to spend the rest of the day in the pool or the sauna, and save hiking for tomorrow...
OK, if the going gets really muddy, I garden in these.
One bemused cat.
A pile of neglected reading matter.
My own Charlie Chaplin moment.
Closest I came to pole dancing at work.
You know all about these.....
...........and these.
Heavenly shock absorbers from Accessorize.
Shuffle, shuffle.
Oops, forgot to mention I acquired these boots yesterday at Biker Bobs.  If it wasn't for those American Apparel socks, it might never have happened...
Espadrilles reflect my weariness:  they've seen far too many hospital appointments.  Saw a picture of Catherine Zeta-Jones wearing them, and thought, now there's sensible.
When I had strength, these walked 4 miles a day for 3 months.
Yes, OK, identical pole dancers, I know, I liked them so much I bought them in brown & black.
Special, flowery, order from Birkenstock.
Swam beneath more than one waterfall on more than one continent wearing nothing but these Tevas.
Closest I ever came to summer fun at work.
The ones L K Bennett (Heathrow) charmingly sold me, one foot in a 37, the other a 39.
Perfect for those wide-footed days (John Lewis own-brand, recommended).
Sayyajit Rai Road, Mysore, from the display cabinet.  Bought gold lame heels for self and AP from same shop.  Sank gracefully through the lawn at a Christmas Day party organised by Mr Joseph at the Metropole.
Too dull.
MP's wedding.  Ruthie looked down and said, "You've got legs just like your mother".
Office Marples.
My 40th birthday (M&S, exceedingly comfy)
Puss in Boots.
Just back from GP surgery, where I've used up their entire stock of seaweed dressing, and have been sent forth to source more.  Brief vision of gathering ripe slime at seashore at low tide;  if only. 

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

thankyou for making the effort, much appreciated by me

... said...

Don't mention it. There's something quite satisfying about tying up loose ends, after all.

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