I love my old boots.
They’re 11 years old and I’ve ‘replaced’ them twice with newer boots. But I just can’t get rid of my old friends.
And although I wear my newer boots, whenever I know I’ll be doing a bit of walking during the day I always reach for my trusty old boots, knowing they will see me through. They’re even more comfortable than my runners (trainers, sneakers).
They’ve walked me around large chunks of France, Italy, the UK and Ireland.
They’ve been used and abused.
And they just keep giving.
Is it any wonder that I would dedicate a scrapbook layout to them.
They have been repaired so many times, I’ve lost count. And I know that one day (probably in the not too distant future) they will be beyond repair and will go to that Great Shoe Closet in the Sky.
But that day is not now.
Now I open my wardrobe and my hand hovers over my smart boots before drifting, as though drawn by a magnet, to my shabby old friends.
A quick shine up and they’ll look as good as new. Yeah, right. I know it’s to my eyes only, but I don’t care.
My boots and I will walk on together.
Old Friends walking into the sunset.
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I once in a great while which is very rare find a pair of shoes that I just can’t bare to part with. I had this pair of Hiratchi’s style sandals that I literally wore until the leather became threadbare and started coming apart where the shoe meets the sole. I know what it is like to hang on to a nice comfortable pair of shoes.
I love the layout and I totally understand what you mean about old boots!! I have mine too, really old friends..or at least my feet think so.
I liked this!!!
I think we have a special relationship with our favourite shoes. I know I certainly do with my boots.