“If you wonder why he stands so high
its just the space between him and the sky”
I am unsure about the exact dimensions of John Wayne’s legs, but am acutely aware of my recently fractured fibula and, unlike The Duke, am not standing quite so high. I am however, the proud owner of an extremely fancy item of footwear, akin to Hugo’s heavy block of oak and ironwork.
Unlike Ahab, I was not “dismasted off Japan”, but in a garden in Devon. The unfortunate incident occurring in the aftermath of the “Great British Storm of 2013” – when three picnic tables were overturned – and whilst not as thrilling or romantic as the pursuit of the great leviathan, a chainsaw was involved.
Needless to say, whilst I wallow in the mud of self pity the VOR is buoyed by schadenfreude, inflicting “harm joy” upon the noble boot and its wearer – now if only it came in brown.
Hey Skippy .. Your words reached me on a gut level – succinct yet satisfying. One thought squeezed through the transom of my pulsing orb, remieniscent of that bulging Bon viveur ‘meat loaf’ re. ‘Blandness, Neutrality and an over reliance on unfermented sugar’ my thought being ‘two outta three ain’t bad’ dude. Loving the big boot by the way- I hear orthopaedic shoes are the fashionistas footwear of choice this season. Call me old fashioned just don’t call me Gerard Depardieu, he’s an old sock (sic) x speak soon and kisses for the VOR
Love the meat loaf analogy, but to use another “I would drink anything for love…but I won’t drink that”. Don’t say anything about the actual lyrics or indeed the use of analogy! The VOR is out with the dog at present, not me, I am stuck at home in my stylish orthopaedic footwear. Glad to know that you fashionistas approve – but soon the shoe will be on the other foot!
‘Boot on the other foot?’ The name ‘tripod’ leaps to mind or ‘Jake the peg’. Do ya know what it is yet? Perish THAT thought dude x
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