You’d hope he’d put trousers on for her and decency’s sakes, really. AND wrapping’ on the cake stand.
We went to Limerick to collect the keyboard that the Bull got with his work Christmas present
There was a shoe shop across the road from the music shop
So I ended up with these
And they only went half price just before I bought them so they cost 80 yo-yos instead of 160 yo-yos
Very nice, though I really wish I could find some plain black calf-length boots without totally pointless “ornamental” buckles high on the ankle against which my jeans catch when I stand up so that I have to bend over and pull them loose. The ones I have at the moment are wonderfully comfortable – and utterly infuriating in that one respect.
Well I’ll be damned.
Thanks, Twellies!
Have they been acquired?
Thinking hard about them. Unlike Chris Carter, I don’t impulse-buy. (And never something the size of a pony, good grief! The man’s a loon.)
I can say that my boots are comfy and actually come up to my knee
Thanks for the reassurance; I had some Ravel boots once and they were pretty good for several years, which is part of the attraction.
And after a certain amount of consultation, and bearing in mind that those look pretty-much exactly the boots I’ve been looking for over the past four months and seem to be (at the toe) the shape of the jodhpur boots I used to wear, I have ordered a pair. I am surprised by the sizing against the EU size that I know my feet are, but we’ll see: if they are too large I can send them back, after all.
I marched in looking for a size six leather knee length boot and I was amazed that the ones that I liked were leather with a sole of other material The shop assistant was trying to point out a vegan leather aka plastic
And I was determined to get leather boots
I am a spoiled old bat and I got lovely boots as a surprise present
Not wanting to alarm anyone, but should the curtains be pulsating like that?
Probably some class of optical illusion. Almost certainly. [stickity head under duvet]
It’s just the Great Squid. Nothing to worry about. Well, worry about if you like, but stress hormones will spoil your flavour.
yardarm
Oh, I’ll be worrying all right, but strangely enough not about the Great Squid [beady lookity]
Whoops! I seem to have bought another pair of DMs.
I blame Twellsy and that Fish, with them buying new footwear, it’s catching.
I am going to the friends around the corner forran Chinese meal.
I will be wearing me, ‘shoeboots’.
Carinthia. xx
Yay! x 2, fer footwear and festivities
Gxx
The Sound of Music was on BBC 1 this afternoon… ![]()
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Carinthia. xx
Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.
A forensic investigation by the medical examiner’s office determined it was carbon monoxide from a faulty furnace.
Some day I will give you a rendition of the cat being out for the night
A merry Christmas to the Cellar and extensions thereof.
Compliments of the season is a bit puzzling, frankly. “Nice ivy”? “Admirable stuffing”? “Ooh, that powder really makes that ruddy glow work for you”?
Merry Christmas, sai tiny Gus ![]()