Term has resumed with a vengeance, Hattie Ghandi's pre uni-shopping extravaganza is in full spate and WonderfulVicar has wisely taken the opportunity to disappear to furrin parts, so I’ve been a bit manic this week. Mind you, it's hard to see what I've actually achieved, beyond heaps of debris all over desk and floor...and a sort of generalised "time is short" grumpyness. Add to the mix some really miserable things happening to people I care about and I think the arrival of a parcel this morning was distinctly timely.
I first fell for them a year ago, but resisted temptation till I realised at Greenbelt that 3 Flemings (wth 6 feet between us) were laying claim to one pair of gumboots. The threat that wide fitting sizes were being discontinued provided the final catalyst. Even reduced, they were rather expensive,- and I'll feel pretty silly in them up at the yard but all the same, aren’t they FUN!
I feel like a toddler with first shoes,- very reluctant to remove them at all. I've just been shopping in them, but suspect they might be a Bit Too Much for this afternoon's interment of ashes.