I bought some new plain black leather shoes a few months ago. They are quite simple, nothing fancy, just something to wear for work. They were fairly inexpensive as I bought them in a sale and I put them in the bottom of my wardrobe (closet) and forgot all about them.
This morning, as it’s the first time I’ve dressed smartly for work. I’ve been wearing jeans for the past few weeks due to the construction work going on in my new offices which has now all but been completed.
I decided I’d wear the new shoes this morning as I’ve dressed all in sombre black; black shoes, black socks, black trousers, black and white striped shirt and a black v-neck pullover.
Valentine Dyall would have been proud!
I set off to work this morning in the rain and towards the end of my journey parked up in my usual park and ride spot. As I was walking across the soaked car park towards my tram stop to finish the last leg of my journey to my office, I began to realise that the new shoes must have leather soles as they immediately became very cold and felt very damp and clammy.
Next time I buy a apair of shoes, I’ll ensure I buy a pair with synthetic soles or at least remember to get them rubber soled before wearing them in the cold and wet!
So Chelsea are to sue the FA for £900,000 after Frank Lampard picked up an injury during a cramped seven-hour flight to Doha.
Lampard has been forced to return home and will now miss Saturday’s friendly against Brazil in the Middle East.
And the Blues are blaming the erstwhile FA for skimping on an economy flight, forcing the England team to spend the long-haul journey on a charter plane designed for short-haul flights only.
Fabio Capello’s pampered Premier League footballers are more used to flat beds for long journeys and were shocked to find they had to put up with seats that barely reclined.
But poor Lampard, who strained his thigh after bursting into a sprint in training, was not the only one to suffer and other players complained of cramps and muscle pains on their arrival in Doha.
I feel so sorry for these guys being forced to travel like mere mortals and I make no apologies for using a photo of him shirtless. It’s my blog afterall!
It’s so nice when straight boys are so comfortable with their own sexuality that they can produce something like this without reverting to campness!
While I’m waiting for my pc to be repaired so that I can share my holiday snaps with you, I thought I’d share an amusing incident that occurred in the Abercrombie & Fitch store in Las Vegas.
“The Beloved” was in the changing room trying on some clothes and I was hanging about waiting for him to finish and come back out. While I waited I was absently fiddling with a display of T-shirts when a rather attractive young man approached me carrying a sweatshirt and a pair of jeans.
He smiled sweetly at me, handed me the pair of jeans, then asked me if I had them in his size and could he try the sweatshirt on.
Being slightly confused as I’d been day dreaming I was too embarrassed to tell him I wasn’t staff, so I pointed him in the direction of the changing rooms.
As soon as he was out of sight I found an assistant, explained what had happened and what the young man had requested.
The assistant found the incident very amusing and trotted off to find the correct size jeans for the young man.
I found the whole incident quite an ego boost and I realised why he’d made the mistake. Whilst I’d been fiddling with the t-shirt display I’d been absently folding t-shirts and tidying up the display. That and the fact I was wearing an Abercrombie T-shirt like a member of staff.
The reason I found it an ego boost, well have you seen the calibre of men that Abercrombie employ in their stores?