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  1. Well, still no rain here, and little prospect of it. Hopefully it will arrive AFTER the weekend, if it's going to arrive at all. Will be at London't West End tomorrow, Sunday. The Summer sales are here in earnest, and Mrs Freddy would like to scour the shops for bargains. When last we were there, she bought some really nice sandals for £15 that had previously been available at £65 -ish. Not only a bargain, but wearable, and worn to a family gathering only days later. Two of the pairs of courts I tried on a couple of weeks ago, are 'on sale'. One pair from £75 to £37, the other £72 to £48. I maybe foolishly let a style I tried a year ago (and liked), pass me by. From £72 to £43. This style had the potential to have an ankle strap fitted, that would help keep them on my feet. £43 isn't as much of a bargain as they could be though, and for an extra £5 I could have bought the courts with the stupidly high heel. (Hampton.) The better reduction of the group is the Steve Madden shoes, but patent? I may be tempted tomorrow. Mrs Freddy has already asked if they are to be an early birthday present.... (Some months off yet.) Bless her.
  2. This is ever-so-slightly off-topic, but not completely .... Too hot for long trousers? Full story >> here << And "Too hot for long trousers? II" Full story >> here <<
  3. I was going to add something like: "Were I somewhere snakes/ticks/leeches or anything else looking to eat me was going to be found, I'd be wearing thigh length leather boots." And then I realised, unless I was to get into an aeroplane (unlikely) fly over jungle (even less likely) and survive an plane crash into that jungle (less likely still) I wouldn't be found anywhere I'd need those boots anyway..... There are many places in Scotland I'd like to visit, but even the midges (and probably ticks) there, are bad enough to keep me away. Another reason to prefer cooler climes. Bears and wolves are much more visible.
  4. Might depend on the time of day too? Meaning, I might wear a sandal during a hot evening, but not during the day. I get noticed enough without actually inviting attention. I wouldn't wear any closed toe shoe in the weather we've just had at 30' Centigrade. I don't own a heeled sandal, so too much heat means no heels for me. I did try on some "gladiator" wedges some years ago when they were trendy, but didn't buy them despite the shoes being a surprisingly good fit. They would have been 'holiday' shoes, and since I don't have holidays any longer, they weren't added to the collection. Given the temperatures we've experienced over the past week, that omission may have been a mistake. So in answer to the question .... Probably anything past 26/27 degrees would be too warm. Nothing to do with a heel, but none of my shoes have an open toe. (I've a pair on sale on Ebay, but they are not 'wearing' shoes.)
  5. I've a 'thing' for cork wedges. Mrs Freddy can't be doing with them (dunno why) but I like them. Possibly I have subliminal memories of a girlfriend wearing them in my otherwise forgotten past .... They have the feel of holidays about them, summer, pleasant times....
  6. Still humid here, despite the 10 minute shower that the weathermen suggested would be a "thunderstorm", though temperature and humidity are nothing like as oppressive as it was yesterday. It's cooler, which might mean I can sleep in/on my bed tonight .... As for footwear, still in flat sandals, still repairing floorboards. I know how to live it up!
  7. I would take two doses of the cold, over one of each any day. I have no doubts both would be extremely uncomfortable though. Well done you. Needless to say, "I hope they pay you what you're worth." It's not usually the case.
  8. The only time I enjoy a bright blue sky, is during Winter, early Spring or late Autumn. Otherwise, likely too hot for me. I once experienced 35' in Ibiza. I barely left the pool. Could be that temperature up here in the Home Counties today. It's just ridiculously hot. While other countries might experience these or even greater temperatures (a Turkish friend once told me she expects 40' in Istanbul during the summer) it's something local people have acclimatised to, and is something that usually happens with the progression of the climate through the season, and would include historic experience. I'm pretty sure that doesn't apply here? We Brits can quite literally have overcoat weather one day, and record breaking temperatures (for the month) a week later. This is pretty much what has happened over the last two weeks. If I remember correctly, twice during the week beginning the 5th of June, my central heating started up. One day, continuously from 6-10pm, so the full evening period. A week later, it gets warm enough to walk around the house naked (I hear) and a couple of days later, too hot to walk around naked. We had some conversation previously about temperature rises of 10 degrees over a short period. We are now talking about a 20 degree rise, and from nowhere. If I lived in Spain, these temperature swings might be 'usual' over a single day, meaning night time temperatures might fall, though falling 20 degrees? Our temperatures surely 'swing' more than most, and is why (I'm led to believe) our weather is so hard to predict. I am thankful we don't have a summer that includes 3 months of 30' temperatures. Though if it was typical, I would have invested in some air-con by now. I'm very much looking forward to some cooler weather. P.S. School's out for the summer! Pupils sent home on the hottest June day since 1976 in 93F heatwave... and they've EVEN cancelled the donkey rides Mercury hit 93F (33.9C) at Heathrow, west London - making it the hottest June day for 40 years It is also the warmest Summer Solstice on record, beating the previous record of 89F (31.7C) Andover Church of England Primary School, Hampshire, closed its doors at 11.30am this morning Donkey rides at Coney Beach in Porthcawl, South Wales, suspended because it was too hot for the animals Ambulance service in London has seen 'unprecedented demand' during current heatwave Argos is struggling to cope with demand for electric fans, particularly in London Full article >> here << It's not just me .....
  9. What about the moobs? The legs are in good shape though. Those shoes look very wearable in this weather. You seem to have less trouble being spotted than I do, so suitability might be higher for you than it would be for me. Put another way, I'm sure I'd be spotted by everyone who saw me. I'm wondering if I walk badly in a heel? Or am I a bit heavy footed? I'm currently rubbing down floorboards. Am very wet despite the shorts and sandals. I have at least 2 jobs waiting for me that involves working outside. Not in this weather. It's like an oven outside. "Sweltering" is right. On the couch again tonight. Hopefully some respite (mid twenties) tomorrow.
  10. We Brits in the South are experiencing a mini (thank goodness) heatwave in June, not seen for 20 years. I live in house with a "South facing garden" with my bedroom at the back of the house. It's been unbearably warm the last couple of days, and I have slept on the couch the last two nights. We have at least another two days of this, and I'm struggling to function. Any plans I had for wandering in heels has had to be postponed, as I never feel comfortable while 'leaking'. When younger, I didn't sweat much, if at all. Now older, I only have to look at a hot drink, for me to start leaking through every pore. Yet another one of the 'trials and tribulations' of getting older. Such fun! Some time in Winter I will be looking forward to warmer days, drier days, but right now .... I'd welcome a couple of days of showery overcast weather. Obviously, "there's no pleasing some people" and I might be one of them .... 18-22 degrees C is the ideal temperature for me. Preferably with "Altostratus translucidus" (its says here) which is a high thin hazy cloud producing a very light shadow on the ground on an otherwise bright clear day, together with dry air and just a hint of a breeze. I get to see days like this, perhaps once every 3 years? Although they are probably more frequent in places away from an ocean. So Kensington next week then ....
  11. Leaving late on Friday meant a visit to Kensington wasn't on the cards, so I'll have to make that trip another day. Instead, I went for a very late walk around the South Bank. Stopped for food on the way, just off of Tottenham Court Road. Arriving a little after 8.30 and leaving a tad after 10. Service was slow but the food was good. Friday nights in town, are always going to busy.... I'd thought the wind might pick up later, especially around the river, but it didn't. It was a warm night, despite walking by the river. There were fireworks at Somerset House, which looked good to me, but got some unpleasant headlines the next day. Apparently, one or two people confused the fireworks with bombs. I was there, and there was no need for any confusion. If you were close enough to hear the fireworks, you were close enough to see them. In fact we saw them BEFORE we heard them. Must have been some sort of black-tie gig, as we passed about 60 people walking toward Cannon Street station along the Embankment on our return journey. At least 50 of them were men? Mostly over 60 years old too. The walk was a challenge, especially in 5 inch heels. I was by no means a marathon, but with a belly full of food, the warm air (no refreshment) and the heels all made for an interesting walk. We returned to the car for just past 1am, not getting home until almost 2am. Even out in the sticks, the air was warm, and my feet were still cooking warm.
  12. I had one. Both me and a younger brother got one each at Christmas, might have been around 1970 -ish. After a couple of years use, mine still looked pristine. My brothers, looked like it was 10 years old, and had needed a couple of repairs. I wasn't the tallest in my group, but on that, I was the fastest. Same on skates, my legs were quick and strong, even if they looked like matchsticks. "I could have been a contender". Thinking back, I had all the attributes for long distance racing. Slim, fit, lots of stamina. Need very little liquid ... Sadly, 50 years too late to recognise my potential. Back then, for the most part, the best that could be expected of me by my family was I got employment. Sounds a bit lame now, but as you suggest, we (now) live in a different world. We weren't taught to expand our horizons, and the government school programme was to provide material for our manufacturing base (as was). My family came from the slums of London, and my father knew what it was to be really poor (I now know) and when I say poor, I mean dirt poor. He had achieved something by having a home with furniture, some food, and no-one chasing him for unpaid bills. Wen I look back on how we lived and what we ate, I am shocked. "Meagre" comes close. There was never - ever, any danger of anyone in my family becoming overweight. It didn't help that neither of my parents had the first clue about food, how to cook it, and ways to put a meal together. My mother is still to this day, the only person I know who has managed to burn a casseroled joint of meat. And when I say 'burn', I mean charcoaled. How anyone manages that with liquid in the dish, I can't imagine, but she did. The top half (out of the liquid) looked like a piece of coal. The lower half, preserved by liquid, had shrunk so much and become so tough, it might have been used for a cricket ball. It got eaten though. No-one enjoyed eating it, but food didn't go in the bin. Perhaps i should commit these memories to paper (or electronic media) but it'll take a 100 years for my history to become pertinent to a social anthropologist, and then it's only a 'maybe'. I have tried to engage my grandson in this, and even though he is a sensitive and intelligent little man, his attention is drawn to mindless hours of Mindcraft videos. I have told him this stuff is known in the industry as 'time-killers', but he doesn't care. Console games = opium of the masses.
  13. These were so unique, I had to drive 30 miles to one of the wealthiest, trendiest places in the UK to get them. "Common", they wasn't. I don't remember them being overly expensive, but I would have been one of a handful of people - a small handful - in my county wearing them. In fact, I never saw another person wearing a pair, ever. I can't remember what put me onto them, but it would have been a fashion magazine of some sort. I used to read Cosmopolitan, Vogue, Elle, I.D. and the weekly listings mag Time (London), so likely one of those. 40 years ago there was no global market. Amazon and Ebay weren't even a twinkle in the eye of the creators. Levi jeans too, were pretty special at a time when jeans were typically worn by workmen, not trendy teenagers. Back then, foreign imported goods were unusual. Today, everything is imported. This was a time when not everyone had a telephone in their home, and sometimes you had to wait outside a phone box in the street. Two car families was unheard of unless you had a title and an estate. So colourful, imported American footwear, very on point.
  14. Got my repaired shoe-boot back today, and first impressions suggest 'all is good'. I won't know for sure, until I use them of course. My original plan for the test run was going to be Westfield Friday. However, what is turning out to be a tragedy of some magnitude, is close by. Prudence, respect and humility, all suggest the area is to be avoided, so a trip to Kensington High Street is on the table. I haven't been there for a long time, perhaps 20 years. It used to be a favoured haunt when Kensington Market existed, some 40 years ago. I recall the place being full of young designers and start up businesses from the fashion and art world. Of course that closed when an opportunity for the owner to make some real money came along. It was always on the cards, but that place had an international reputation so it was a shame to see it close. I remember getting a pair of Converse All-Star baseball boots from a shop in the high street. London was much different then. I would drive there and park my car in the street only a short distance from the shops, without having to pay for the privilege. And no, my mode of transport wasn't a Hansom Cab, nor horse and cart either.... 40 years .... That's quite a long time....
  15. So Russ, no takers? I bought something not shoe related recently () off Ebay, with the proviso the seller (that looks to be a business but isn't declared as such) didn't leave feedback. I did ask to change the listing to "anonymous" but the experienced seller, wealthy enough to be using an iPhone, said they didn't know how to do it despite me sending a picture of which box to tick! We agreed, 'no feedback' and I bought the item I was after. 2 weeks later, they left me feedback! In response, the seller said "Apologies, I sell sooooooo much stuff .... " I don't expect my thoughts on this would stand being written here, suffice to say I wasn't happy. I've asked Ebay to have a look at it, as the buyer did say they wouldn't leave feedback as part of the deal. And I think I've got a bad memory .... P.S. Ebay did me a favour, feedback now removed.