Shoo snoo!!!


Bumped into MamaSham outside the charidee shop earlier and she was (very) flush so gave me a few pennies (bit of a snoo in and of itself really

). Pottered 'bout the charity shop ferra bit looking for bobz wot I need and found a pair of shoes - "brand new" pair of suede Converse trainers (shit brown colour, admittedly) for £4.
MamaSham's fella took pity on me a few weeks back and gave me an auld pair of his work boots to wear cos I have been more or less barefoot (although barefoot would probably be more comfy than the fukkin state the last pair of shoes standing I had left at the time

) since last winter. Very decent of him and are fine pair o' boots - sturdy as fuck so will last forever and also waterproof which is a bit of a boon. However, breaking in new/old boots that - although being my size - are definitely a bit on the "snug" side of the fit scale in blazing summer is not recommended. My poor lil tootsies have been fukkin
ruined these last few weeks! Started off wiv a blister apiece on the backs of both heels - a good 2-3" in diameter (fukkin OW!!!) - which burst somewhat excruciatingly a week or so back
So switched to emergency back-up shoes... which are actually me slippers (canvas jobbies and look suitably summer footwearish to the casual eye) which would be fine (muuuuuuuuch comfier and cooler in the heat, for sure) if it weren't for the fact that slippers ain't designed for outdoor use and ended up with two
insanely (and bastard
huuuuuuge)) blisters on the frikkin
soles of me feet. Both on the balls (fnarr) and (underside of) heel. Painful to walk on is really not the word
Soooooooooo, all that fairly extensive ramble is really just to explain for anybody truly interested (all one of me then) in my ongoing footwear foibles quite how profound the level of snooeyness can be when arising from a pair of cheap, second-hand, shit brown shoes. Shooz snoo snooz = farkin
snooooooooooooo!!!


