...happened last thursday. I was at home, we were running out of sand paper for smoothing the kitchen walls after plastering...I decided to walk to a very useful small shop around two corners to get some sheets.
In the shop I paid my 40p...and looked down at my feet.
Leopard Birkenstock´s with my froggy socks!!!
In my hurry and complete lack of thoughts I went out in my indoor look. Nothing wrong with the sandals, I do wear them out but only with bright painted nails and, of course, no socks!
I think even after 17 months I´m still not fully used to being a houseowner - in a flat downtown things like that just don´t happen. I´m sure nobody has noticed my 10min of being a borgeouis village wallflower with brewery horse feet but I vow it won´t happen again.