Tuesday, 27 December 2011

Red shoes in our house.

Each pair has its own story. One pair of little red shoes for our birthday girl, mysteriously never arrived by post. The new ones ordered did arrive but kept going missing and turned up just in time for christmas as if by magic. Another pair has been taken to the cobblers lots of times to be stretched, now the assistant doesn't even charge me or say a word, we just exchange a glance and he just takes them from me for another little stretch, knowing I'm so close and love them too much to give up now. Red shoes are special.