These boots are made for walking

on Apr 27 in Uncategorized by

Today I got a new pair of walking boots. Here’s a picture of them:

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OK, maybe not; but they might as well be. You see, my new boots are blue.

When I posted the photo of the Dales Walk team last week Phil commented that he thought that we all looked a little drab. But in truth it’s all a matter of perspective. Sure, to his Hawaiian shirt wearing garish American eyes we were a mite subdued. But to our muted English sensibilities we were positively resplendent. Some might even argue that we had gone over the top. Just look at Craig’s turquoise anorak for a start; he always was a bit of an extrovert.

Every pair of shoes, boots or trainers I have previously owned have been either brown, black, grey, or if I was feeling particularly daring, a combination of all three. In the stuffy and repressed world of Dan colored shoes have always been the domain of women, childen, and people wo consider themselves “wacky”.

So why my sudden leap into the world of lurid footwear? Well for a start the boots were half price. Down fifty quid from a hundred – always a bonus. And also the size I wanted was just sitting around in a box in the shop which meant that I didn’t have to talk to the sales assistant. I have rather large feet (12/13) and shops often don’t have the shoes I want in my size. This means I have to repeatedly ask the staff to ferret around the back room to search for something that fits me. This uses incredible amounts of my human interaction reserves, and as a result leaves me too traumatized to speak to any other sales assistants or call center operatives for at least two months.

But the main reason I chose the boots is that I have always had a tendency to use the same pair of shoes for every single occasion. In fact, up until this morning I only had one pair of shoes – a remarkably comfortable but shabby pair of brown mud splattered trainers. I’ve had them for around 9 months and during that time I’ve used them for walking, lazing round the house, work, and even going to a funeral. But these new boots are meant for walking only, The Dales Walk to be precise, and, while I need to wear them in, I don’t want to knacker them before we set off. However by being blue there isn’t a chance in hell I’m going to wear them anywhere that I don’t need to, thereby maintaining their pristine nature for when I need them most.

Pure genius, even if I do say so myself.

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