In search of Big Foot? š¤
Posted on 24th July 2020 at 14:51
Donāt know about everyone else but Iām scared that when we get out of this pandemic (not looking like that will be any time soon), my feet will be bigger š³

unsplash : Christoper Sardegna
The lovely Joe Wicks...
I know there are some of you more concerned about your slightly expanding waistline / thighs / bum (admit it, not all of us are jumping about in our living rooms, sweating away with the lovely Joe Wicks) but for me, Iām more worried about my feet.
Ok, so itās not like they were petite Cinderella-esque tootsies before - all the more reason for my dread - but not having had the occasion to adorn these plates of meat with any of my lovely āgoing outā - or even āgoing out-outā - shoes means that they have become a tad comfortable Ć la anchor spreadable, if you know what I mean.
Count my blessings?
I sometimes wonder how come I ended up being āblessedā with such generously proportioned extremities (at least my hands are a normal size, thank goodness) and I could even tell you about the time, when out shoe shopping, the ever-so-brave shop assistant on hearing the size of shoe required said āhaha! Why donāt you just wear the box?ā but letās not revisit that time shall we?
Tax dodger
My mum and dad are both of an average size (haha, actually my dad is more of a munchkin now cos apparently you shrink in height as you age (notice I said āin heightā cos his belly hasnāt been listening!!)) and my sisters all have ordinary sized feet; indeed, one sister is a quaint size 34/35 and revels in the fact that she can buy her sports shoes in the childrenās department (no tax payable so 20% cheaper!!)
On display
Iāve been looking longingly at my spiky Louboutins, my birthday Jimmyās and my shiny Dune heels and wondering whether I should just get some display boxes insteadā¦.
Tagged as: Le Moulin
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