Going up to London last week, to go to the theatre, I had a very important decision to make.
What shoes to wear?
I settled upon these comfortable, favourite navy blue sandals to wear with my blue linen trousers and red/blue top.
Not too open and strappy – I haven’t quite got to that stage yet, with the cold weather we’ve been having around here.
But they were open enough to be fine without tights and sufficiently flat to be able to keep up as we ran round trying to take in as much as possible.
A good choice.
Until disaster struck!
Fortunately, the side didn’t come away in one piece immediately, but gradually came undone in the course of the evening. I don’t think anyone would have noticed the flapping shoe so much as my peculiar way of walking as I struggled to keep the thing on my foot and not trip over.
Poor old shoes.
(My hero was going to consign them immediately to the bin, but then realised that yes, they needed to be photographed and blogged about ;-)
