Thanks for popping in. It’s quite hard for a workaholic, who is completely addicted to her work, to sit and do not very much. Progress is lamentably slow healthwise, and I really do have to be a patient patient – which does NOT come naturally. However, a voice in my head stops me in my tracks with “You’re lucky to be alive Barbara – behave”. And so I do. What a turn of events, eh. But this too shall pass. And let’s face it: it could have been such a different outcome. That’s quite a leveller, innit! But rather than be gripped by what could have happened, I have to turn it around.
Quote of the day
So I’m doing things I CAN! Like blogging, like chatting to you.
Get this! I’m sitting here in a pair of brand new Dubarry boots. Well, new, not new. I bought them (at great expense) last Christmas. Not this one just past – the one before. Worn them once. Too tight, half a size too small. Should never have bought them, but the bloke in the shop said they’d stretch. What he didn’t mention was that it would be a long and painful process, coupled with sore feet and bleeding blisters. Sod it I had proclaimed, after a crippling walk along the coastal path at Rye last year. What a waste of £250!! As I said. Dubarry’s are not a cheap boot.
Well, this morning I had a memory of Mum and me in Canterbury when I was a teenager. We had bought a pair of school shoes for me, and I was breaking them in. Also uncomfortable and too tight. What’s a size 8+ girl to do, when the biggest shoes are 8 ?! I was hobbling along, wingeing, and I remember my mum taking me to the little river with the ducking stool by The Old Weaver’s house. Yikes!
I digress, but Yes, there IS a witch’s ducking stool there, popularly used to prove whether a woman was a witch or not in the Middle Ages. The woman was dunked in the river. If she drowned, then Ahhhh, she wasn’t a witch after all. If she survived the ducking and came up alive, then she was definitely a witch, and was either hanged or burned. Good grief. No chance then. We humans really are unbelievable, aren’t we? Also makes me think it’s a man’s world….
Anyway, back to the brogues which were crippling me. She told me to take my shoes off and pour a little water in each one, then get back into them. Tell you what. Within 5 minutes those hard leather, beefy brogues from Clarks became my all time favourite shoes.
So back to the pricey Dubarry’s. I’ve poured water into each one, and now I’m sloshing around in them, wearing them around the house until they behave ! Already feels like it’s working though. Lookie lookie!
So there you go!! Another great quote for the day!
Barb x x x