The Hard Sell

So I take advantage of Clarke’s shoes mega sale and treat myself to another pair of proper sensible shoes.

As the sales woman wraps my purchase she asks if I want to buy the “special polish treatment” cream to protect the shoes’ leather from scuffing.

I say no thank you.

She then tries to sell me the spray form equivalent.

Again I say no thank you.

She then talks about another spray for waterproofing my shoes.

I say no thank you.

Then she points to a shelf full of bags and says “I think that bag will go very nicely with these shoes”.

Guess what I replied, dear bloggie friends?

Charlie says: I hope you were polite.



Have a wicked Saturday everyone! :-)

A pair of fatted calves

The cat has a preliminary check up with her vet before her next chemo session on Wednesday.

The appointment is for 9.30 am.

At 9.25 I'm struggling with the zip of my precious pair of Ugg boots. The only pair I will ever own or could ever afford. A pair of authentic Snowpeak waterproof Ugg boots, bought in the bargain shop of Schuh at ebay last summer, bidding starting at 90p. Yes NINETY PENCE. Went all the way to £39.99. For a pair of ex-display, slighty scuffed left boot pair. Did I say they were genuine UGG boots?

Today is the first day I took them out of their box, cut the label and tried them on.

The joy of my feet slipping in nicely makes up for the nervousness I am feeling for my cat. Ah lovely and warm and cosey and woolly - thank you, Aussie sheep!!! Thank you Schuh shop! Thank you ebay! Then I am instantly reminded once more. I know I do not have the slimmest of calves. I know I do have to wear boots that are "wide fit". I know, I know. I know.

Luckily, the veterinary surgery is opposite from where I live. A two minute walk. Luckily, I arrive just in time. The cat is thoroughly unimpressed of course, but the vet is cautiously optimistic. The cat has maintained her weight, looks brighter and may just be ok for another chemo session. We all hope so.

Another cautionary note: The Ugg boots are a size 5.5 - they are a very snug fit and I'm a normal size 5. I just have fat calves, but the zip went up and stayed up. So there.

The human and her nemesis - shoes

I turned 40 last year. This is my story so far

On my way to Argos, I walk past Clarke's shoe shop. They have a sale. A 50% off sale. I go straight to the size 5 shoe rack and there are the shoes that I had lusted after going for half price. They are patent burgundy with a solid 2 inch block heel. I want, I want! I try the display shoe on. I limp to the mirror and admire. It's half price. It's gorgeous. The shoe fits perfectly. I know they will kill my feet if I walk longer than 10 minutes while wearing them but I don't care.

The shop assistant hovers next to me, giggles when I miss the rack shelf as I replace the shoe.

I buy the duvet protector instead.

At home I stare at all my pairs of shoes.

All 110 of them.

My name is Old Kitty. And I am a shoe-holic.