I spent the morning down at the library, during which I
popped out to the shops. Well actually to only one shop, the cobblers. To see
the man who repairs our shoes. The eldest’s heel had fallen off her school
shoe, but being flats she has no idea it had gone missing. Apparently, the
replacements come in two’s, and as the other one looks to be on the way off as
well, both needed replacing. That’s another £7.50 we weren’t expecting to spend.
To be fair the shoes were from Clark’s, and so you would hope they’d last, but
no. The cobblers comment was, “poorly manufactured.” This was disappointing as
you would expect better, but the eldest’s footwear is a continuous drain on our
resources. Being a teenage girl they have to look right first. Functionality is
someway down the priority list. If it was up to me she’d wear Dr Marten shoes,
at least I know they’d last a school year. The youngest on the other hand doesn’t
really care what he wears on his feet, and he treats them that way as well!
The good thing that happened today was the eldest got
her first university offer, with which she was very pleased. Someone wants her,
which is always nice. We await the rest.
Yours lamenting teenage footwear.
Jay
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