Monday, 12 September 2011

All dressed up and nowhere to go

Bad Mr Postman/Mrs Postman (Postwoman?) left the Wiggle package containing my new Kayanos outside our flat. He/she didn't bother knocking on the door. I would have opened, had he/she done that. Instead they were left to their fate on the cold staircase, just lying there for any passing shoe thief to grab. Luckily, J found them first.

Look at them trembling with fear. Poor babies.
It's the same model as my old Kayanos, but a much better colour. They're, of course, still white and clean. But I don't expect that to last long. Just let me get over this pesky injury first and soon enough they too will turn a nice shade of brown. I only seem to own brown running shoes these days.

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