Shoes ©
By Michael Casey
Shoes we all wear them, they were the one thing that wasn’t
handed me down when I grew up, trousers I remember they were handed down, and I
was the 4th of 4 brothers. I can remember the summer of 1970 my mum
sat on an old barn chair with the back missing and she took up the legs on a
pair of puke coloured cords, then I ran up and down the yard and garden with my
hands in my pockets admiring my first ever long trousers. Yes I really wore
shorts with long socks with elastics to hold them up, my knees were exposed
till I was nearly 12.
But what of shoes. Shoes are nice and I think expensive,
so I bought cheap leather almost Oxfords for office work. Though these past 10
years maybe I buy soft leather nice shoes, brown, because brown is cheaper than
black, and black means in service, like working in a hotel, and I know all
about hotels. There is a Clarkes shop on New St in Birmingham so if you wait
for the sale you can get ½ price Clarkes and nothing is nicer than new shoes.
The Internet also allows you to get bargains too, so I buy 2 pairs at a time. My
latest pair are and were the best pair of shoes I’ve ever had, light brown in
colour with soft leather, with a strip of while sole, like nougat I suppose
then with a thin strip of lighter brown on the sole. Yes yes yes, those shoes
are the best. Comfort while you are working is a must, then best of all when
the shoes are too shabby to wear outside you convert them to house slippers.
I have a confession to make, I do have smelly feet and
dandruff, sounds like something from my piece about “what makes a man sexy to a
woman” which Funny or Die ranks at 100% funny, 250 view in 2 days. I’ll get
back to the shoes, I do have smelly feet but I have fixed that by Oder Eaters
which are foam insoles that take the stink away. Stink is the word, I confess
to clearing an entire coach in 1972
while my form was at Romsley. We had been out catching tadpoles and I had been
wearing wellingtons all day, and one thing led to another, it was worse than
poison gas, but I am my father’s son, and he did work next to a furnace all his
life. So as I do have Oder Eaters in my shoes, I don’t have smelly feet,
everything is contained. Oder Eaters are soft too so you get more comfort in
your shoes. I should also point out that I don’t have dandruff, no I’m not
contradicting myself, Head and Shoulders
really does work and the Aldi cheap version works too, so that’s those two
points laid to rest.
Now some have metal bits stuck to their shoes, so there
is a great racket as they walk along. Little Caesar was my Latin and Spanish
teacher, he was a lovely man, 5feet nothing and he sounded like a flamenco
dancer as he strode all the corridor, it was like listening to approaching
thunder. Shoes are an accompaniment to our life, they are like the herald if
you like. Me I prefer to be quiet, no not like a cat waiting to pounce, just
quiet.
I do have a pair of shoes I hate and would love to throw
out, but they are like a bastard child, they are still useful, I wear them in
the winter or heavy heavy rain, with climate change I will keep them till I am
100. Now if I were a woman, and I do
have great legs, anyway IF I were a women I’d have shoes and boots and sandals and pixie boots and kinky
boots and all kinds of boots. These
boots are make for walking, sang Nancy Sinatra, boots and shoes and whatevers
do change our mood, do enhance our self worth, just as a dress does, just ask J
Edgar Hoover.
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