FastFreddy2

Hello and welcome.

I might have been exaggerating a tiny bit..... First time of lacing (they are not laced when delivered), really is a 20 minute job to do both and get the laces tidy and flat. Putting them back on afterwards, and making the laces flat again takes a couple of minutes for each foot. Because I'm always late, I almost never seem to have the time to lace them up. I should wear them more really. They are very comfortable, and very quiet. I doubt I could be spotted wearing a 'heel' while wearing them. They're very discreet.

I have something similar. Mine are more of a hi-top sneaker (aka baseball boot) than a trainer. Very comfortable to wear, in fact so comfortable, it doesn't feel like the 4 inch heel it is. The downside, is the lacing. Looks good when laced, but getting the laces tidy .... 20 minute job. If only they had a side zip!

Good to hear you are still into heels. Really like the Asda hidden wedge trainer.

Don't know if anyone else has noticed or stumbled across them, but one half of what used to be The Little Shoe Box (aka Covergirl shoes) has some shoes and boots on the auction site for very very reasonable money. Styles with stupidly high heels from UK size 8 -ish to a 10½ possibly. They won't be there long. Check out listing no. 231300482824 which ends 12th Aug 2014. (And "See other items".)

True, but I'm hoping that is the (wide angle) lens on the camera/phone introducing some distortion? You can see a similar effect on some of the other photo's too, though not quite as obvious.

Was that an echo I heard? ALDO are generally good on sizing, as are KG and Carvela, but ..... Things seem to be changing. As shoe production moves to China where most have smaller feet, there seems to be a tendency for sizes to be shrinking, which is the very opposite of what should be happening. Feet are getting larger overall, not smaller. Taller people, have larger feet .....

Loving the style with the red soles. Simple, elegant, high.

A different time... A better time. He probably preceded Boy George by a number of years. I remember The Human League album Dare very well. It was pretty much about in my personal 'heyday' (if that is the correct spelling). I had a decent stereo in my car, and it got a lot of late-night use. In fact around that time I might have had to pull my trousers up once while watching a blue-flashing light park up next to my car ..... Happy days! If I remember, Mr Oakey was fairly androgynous at the time. Asymmetrical (femme) hair style, makeup ..... No real surprise about the heels, although I'm disappointed I must have forgotten about that. Loved that album though. Was a bit prophetic, because my then girlfriend (who I was quite sweet on) broke up with me for another fella she was at college with. The 'Don't you want me' track being particularly meaningful in an unkind way .... I got the last laugh (he was no good, and the next boyfriend got her pregnant) so I wasn't anything like the bad influence her parents thought I might be. Have seen her about twice since. Think I'm still a bit sweet on her.... "Memories" (daa-dee-daa-dee-deda).

Sorry, returned the Primarmi sandals last week. More bad news ..... Zara run small. I can just about get in their 8's, and I've got narrow-ish feet. Topshop run small, but I've always found Nine West to run large/wide. Even a 10W has my foot flopping around inside the toe box. ALDO tend to run a bit large on some, and spot on with most. They do a 9½ in some styles too.

They didn't go up to a 9, if they did I would have bought those instead. I can get the 8's on, but they just aren't a walking shoe in any sense of the word..... Lovely feel to wearing them though! If I remember, you are into strappy sandal styles? The one I pictured above go to size 8, but might well fit like a 9? Could be worth a look as they are only £12, and are surprisingly high for the money.

They are not an 8, that's for sure. Reviewers claimed they were a 7, and I would agree. A week or so ago I bought for £12 (and returned) some Primarni sandals, in a size 7. Lovely and high, and the right size for my feet..... But what would pass for the toe-box, was way way too big. I would say I'm usually an EU41 slim. As long as I'm not just out of a bath, or not cooking hot from the warm weather we have at the moment, I can get my feet in these shoes. (And best if I've worn heels for a couple of hours earlier to get my feet in 'pointed court' shape.) These shoes are marked '41' and they are definitely slim in fit. If you are over this way, you are welcome to try one on. I was over your way yesterday morning, collecting some shoes from the repairman.

They are popular. Come up a size small, which I've mentioned a few times, but I know you have small feet. I have to say I'm not big on boots, but I'd like to be. I've got legs like cocktail sticks. If I remember, my calf measures 13 inches. What got me back into heels was a pair of OTK boots made out of what the fashion industry refers to as 'scuba' material. [Has the look and feel of neoprene.] Currently quite popular for pencil/hobble skirts, and I have 2 pairs of leggings from Marks and Spencer made in the stuff. Feels 'delicious' to wear. Anyway ..... The OTK boots were tight to my legs and I can only describe wearing them as feeling like my legs were being caressed. I wore them out very quickly, in about 5 weeks I think. Wore them for days at a time..... At around £25 they weren't expected to last. If I could get some boots with the "Get" shoe shape and heel, under a scuba type OTK or thigh boot, I doubt I'd buy another shoe. Not holding my breath on that one though.

I'm selling rather than buying at the moment. Last week sold my blue pair of Lois from Schuh, (same as red ones in my avatar) and this week I've put the stone coloured ones up for sale. I expect the black ones will be next. I am thinking I want to be buried wearing the red ones - in about 40 years hopefully! About the only style I'd like to add, are an ankle boot from Kurt Geiger/Carvela called "Get". Originally offered at £160, they quickly went down to £99 where they've stayed for some time. They need to be around £59 before I get tempted ... I might be unwell. It's been well over a week since I've spent any time trawling auction sites for heels ....

I'm a little concerned for him really. They are not what anyone - anywhere would describe, as subtle heels. Nor has he bothered to even attempt to conceal them. Although most of us here are pretty switched-on to a heel, even a girl wearing those would catch the attention of most walking around. For him to brazenly wear them in such a way, suggests there's a hidden (not obvious) agenda surely? For example: I'm not great with social etiquette all of the time. I am always respectful, usually calm and seldom prone to succumbing to a temper (tantrum). I sometimes speak my mind when or where others might not, but I always hope to do it in a way that I don't offend. When it suits me, I'm happy to be what I am regardless to what others might think. I can tolerate the staring if it's discreet, but I'm not so good on blatant gawping! This fella, as harmless as he appears to be, doesn't seem to be held to the usual social boundaries most of us have surrounded ourselves with? I wonder how or why that has happened? There might come a time when I might be similarly inclined. I have perhaps mentioned it to Mrs Freddy once or twice, especially when caught browsing the Saint Laurent style I like at the moment. Where and why would I wear £600 shoes? Well, tempting fate though it might be, the answer is if I were told I had 6 or 3 months to live. I'd like to think I'd buy the shoes I'd love to own and wear, and wear them for every single minute I still could. That would be EVERY waking minute I was dressed and stood upright. It's with my own Intentions in mind - assuming I will get a say in how I spend my last months - I wonder what the impetus could be for this fella's obvious reluctance to stick to the social norms of his perceived sex? He doesn't look like a budding Grayson Perry, nor Eddy Izzard given the rest of his attire. Looks to have too much facial hair to be in a drag act too? Shame he doesn't live closer, I'm intrigued. ........

Did a screen-grab in case the original disappears. Loved the comment; "What I seen in tesco Aylesbury an the fact he walked better in them heels then most girls made me laugh more." She's not going to win any literacy awards with spelling and grammar of a 7 year old, but the message is clear enough.

Of course I shouldn't have found that funny, but the delivery of the punchline did make me laugh..... Given the original background to how we got the cat, I wouldn't be at all surprised to find it's mother was feral. Like yours, he has unbelievable hearing. He can hear a Doritos pack being opened while we are at the front of the house, and he is in the garden. He thinks the microwave 'pinger' means scraps-r-us, and can be asleep anywhere, sound of the pinger will bring him into the kitchen. He's always up for a bit of rough-and-tumble. As there are a couple of 'bruiser' grade cats around where we are, I've tried to help him learn how to use his claws and teeth. There have been times when Mrs Freddy thought I might have tried my luck at pruning thistle bushes without gloves, my hands were so cut and bloodied. The training seems to have worked. Last week he ran half the length of the garden to launch his mouth and claws at my arm. "That'll teach me" I thought as he nearly knocked me over! But loud noises, especially piston engined aircraft and helicopters - will have him running for cover. Feral background maybe, something I hadn't considered before? He's very loyal though. Unless he's in the garden, he won't be far from me. As a kitten he used to sleep on my head, or on my pillow with me. He's too big for that now, so tends to sleep on the bottom of the bed where my feet should be. He might get up for food, but is always asleep on the bed when I wake up, and doesn't get off the bed until I do. This has its down side of course. I don't go to the toilet alone any longer. I can't do any DIY without a spectator, and the cat likes tasting paint. There was a time when, anytime I walked through the front door, he would come and greet me. Didn't want picking up, but he would greet me with a 'meow' and a leg rub. More recently, he greets me and immediately runs to the back door so he can go into the garden. (He's not allowed outside anywhere, without supervision.) We've never encouraged him to wander into the neighbours gardens, as one-sde is very anti. They love their garden, and have experience of cats using their flower beds as a toilet. Our cat doesn't like doing his business anywhere other than in his tray, so it's not a worry for me, but the neighbour I'm thinking of just sees cats as poop machines. ANYWAY, despite being welcome on the other side as they love cats, we've done what we can to keep him on our side of the fences. In the past two weeks, the cat has discovered he can climb one fence if he uses it as a ladder. He's not good at jumping, but it seems he can practically walk up a wall ..... He has been grounded a number of times, having been discovered next door. He's over there chasing the mice they have living in an old wooden shed. We actually saw one of them going back home across the back of our garden one afternoon, Our cat just watched it. He does love to chase bugs. Seems he spends most of the dry evenings in the garden, chasing moths and other flappy things, eating whatever he catches. He'd love to get at the hedge hog that wanders around a garden two doors down, the noise of it mooching around their overgrown garden drives him nuts. Fortunately, he hasn't worked out out to climb the fence on that side .... yet. The hedge hog has nothing to worry about of course, but I don't want kitty bringing home ticks that could bite us!

The cat's training of me continues..... If he's hungry and his food bowl is empty, the drill is he meows, looks at the bowl and looks back. In the unlikely event I play hard to get, he will come over and purr loudly in my ear. If I'm standing, he will rub me with his body until I dig some food out of his munch bag. Same too with his litter tray. If it's been used (about 4 to 6 times a day), he will 'meow' and lay down next to the tray until it's emptied. He knows if the litter is flat, the tray has been cleaned. If the litter is piled (and often tossed over the floor) it's been used and needs clearing out (for him). He's a reasonably big fella now too, at 5.3kgs and I'm sure he still has some growing to do. If his appetite is anything to go by anyway. It's not all good news though..... The warm weather is here, and the cat loves being outside. He's still not climbing, but he has managed to escape into the neighbour gardens on either side. Three weeks ago, he managed to grab a blackbird. The outcome was not good as the bird was alive when I caught it but not in great shape. The cat was grounded for 2 days afterward. Today, I found a complete -what looks to be untouched- wren on the patio. The cat isn't currently listed as the guilty party, but suspicions are high.... Not really sure what to do next. I had thought he be given a collar with a bell, but a cat wearing a collar isn't 100% safe for the cat. Plus, do I (or Mrs Freddy) want to listen to a bell ting-a-linging during the night? I know he gets up to use his tray sometimes, and he likes to eat at night too. Not sure if there's a third option?

Thank you. The seat knocker wasn't so bad, and it could have been worse.... (I think). Given the extra cost, the journey, grief parking, not getting a second look at that stunning girl in heels, the venue being little different to a local multiplex cinema .... I might be tempted to question the wisdom of the evening. But the setting was and is fabulous. The walking in a high heel was exciting even if a challenge. On balance, I will look back on it more as an adventure, than a sophisticated evening out. About three weeks ago I took Mrs Freddy to the same area, essentially on the pretext of a walk along the river on a warm evening with me in a heel. It was something of a special weekend for us, and I had thought we might eat out somewhere nice, but herself wasn't feeling very well. We walked up and down the South Bank for an hour, maybe an hour and a half. I was starving, but Mrs Freddy wasn't that hungry. We had finally decided to return home, but thought we would stop for a coffee before returning. Once sat, we got offered the menu's anyway, and herself seemed to perk up. Being little people (hehehe) we shared a starter, then shared a pizza. I have to say, it was the nicest pizza I've ever eaten, and I've eaten a few..... As we'd barely eaten a full meal between us, we had puds! It was the stuff that generates the guilt to start a low calorie diet, and was as good as the pizza. Having consumed so much, we had another post-dinner walk. A week later, having eaten some pasta elsewhere, we went back there for another round of the puds and a coffee. I'm hoping the weather will hold up this coming weekend, for a further visit. This time I plan to have a whole pizza! Mrs Freddy is already feeling too guilty to have a third puds from the place, this year. (We'll see. ) Apart from the waterway being a muddy fast-flowing river, the South Bank is as close to promenading along the coast as it's possible to get, without having to travel 100 miles to get at a real one. The heat in the city means that even in a breeze, it stays warmer, later too. If you have a discount card, or take vouchers on the right day (meaning not a Saturday), eating out doesn't have to break the bank either. Mrs Freddy wants to see Maleficent, and I can just about tolerate watching Angelina Jolie for 90 minutes ..... But I strongly suspect we'll be seeing that in a local cinema if it's still on, even if the film's graphics would benefit from being seen on a huge screen like the BFI IMAX. Heels? Watch this space. .........

Edge of Tomorrow in 3D, at BFI IMAX. Left for the BFI IMAX late, as I usually do when out for the evening. This isn't a good thing, as it adds pressure to what is sometimes a slightly stressful situation. Got to Waterloo bridge with a healthy 20 minutes to find a space somewhere to park. Drove past two spaces on the bridge thinking there should be more spaces on the South Bank. Nope! Wall-to-wall double yellow or red lines .... Only thing I saw of interest, was a slim girl -possibly a UK8 or smaller- with the body of a lingerie model wearing a short maroon 'bandage' dress. Not only a figure to die for, but wearing matching shoes that had at least a 5" stiletto heel, and I never exaggerate a heel height. I couldn't even stop in the street for a second look with double red lines everywhere. We had to go back and park up on the bridge, with me having lost the better part of 15 minutes driving around. A view of the walk, seen from about the position the car was parked. In keeping with me wanting the night to be super-special, I elected to wear my KG Saints, the shoes with the short but steep rise that makes them feel much higher. And the shoes I've owned for years without wearing until recently, not least because I find it so hard to walk in them well ... Parked up the car around the time we should be walking into the cinema, on the bridge some 300/400 yards or so from the venue. Mostly down hill, and in broad daylight. It's summer, so there's plenty of tourists with camera's essentially 'snapping' pictures of the amazing vista. And I have to walk past these people, very carefully, in a high heel. It was a slow journey, with me taking great care to walk as elegantly as I could, without looking too 'girlie' with my stride. We must have passed well over 200 people. Three middle-aged fellas were looking at us from across the road, I'm sure had spotted my stiletto heel appearing with every stride from beneath my dark jeans. Oh well. The last 100 yards were the most challenging. The gentle slope becoming increasingly steep, maybe added another half inch to the height of my heel. It's a tunnel-come-subway beneath the roundabout the IMAX sits inside. The raised texture of the paving there, is to help stop pedestrians slipping I suppose. Didn't help me at all, only adding difficulty to the slope. I didn't look to check, but the small groups of people that followed us into the tunnel would have seen my heel, drawn from the echo of the heel bouncing off the bare walls and ceiling. We arrived 10 minutes later than we wanted, but still before the film started. Walking around the foyer, going up to the fourth floor in a lift barely adequate for 4 passengers (with another couple in the lift) was "interesting". Walking in/out and around the mens room in a heel with others using the place, also "interesting". We were shown to our row of seats, and passed some 3D glasses to use. We sat, having unsettled at least 8 people to get to our seats. Walking between their knees and the seats in front of our row, had me in fear of tripping and going over the seats and people in front. Fortunately for me, no tripping or stumbling. The BFI IMAX cinema. Executive Summary: Don't bother. The reason you might be tempted to visit the BFI IMAX cinema, up to about two years ago anyway, is that films shown using the IMAX system would provide significantly higher detail than regular film systems. Two years ago, the BFI IMAX was fitted with a MUCH lower grade digital system to run in tandem with the IMAX system already there. IMAX system films are shown when an IMAX grade print is available. At the start of the film we saw, Someone-or-Other Digital Films, welcomed us to the show..... The screen is huge, and the auditorium not that large, so you might consider yourself immersed in the film. Trouble was, often the film appeared soft or slightly out of focus. It wasn't out of focus, it was just a small image spread over a very wide area. The auditorium holds just under 500 people. The people there, would have paid between £17 and £20 per seat. I consider this quite a lot, even by London standards. It don't stop the cola slurpers, nor the popcorn miners from letting everyone know they had made a purchase. Anyone moving in our row, produced movement through the two seats either side of the person moving. Flimsy? And these were the 'lux' grade seats. For me, the worse part of this, was the large lady who seemed to need to cross her legs while watching the film. Why did this matter? I had plenty of room between me and the seat in front, and the seats are steeply raked, so even the tallest person in the city could not interrupt your view of the screen. I was never going to cross my legs, because there was a real likelihood I might stab the person sitting in front of me in the head, with a stiletto'd heel. This didn't seem to much matter to the lady directly behind me, who seemed to think it was okay to push her moving leg against the back of my seat whenever she felt the need to. I managed to tolerate it for twenty minutes, though I did turn around twice and glared -in the dark- before succumbing. Eventually, I turned around and patted the foot that had just rocked my seat again. I think she got the message as the regular 4 minute reminders she was there, stopped. We are usually the last to leave, so I can see where I'm going while in a heel, and to avoid treading on someone elses foot while in a crowd. The couple behind also waited, and I thought there might be some further 'debate' outside the auditorium. I needn't have been worried. They were both older and less fit than me. So no danger of me being slapped about. While we had used a lift to get to the fourth floor, we all had to use the stairs to get to the ground floor. We walked down with the couple who had sat behind us. Once on the ground floor, we both used the toilets again, before setting off for a walk along the South Bank. Feeling a little less conspicuous, we set off into the tunnel/subway again. I had thought walking up a slope would feel easier, but it just felt weird? I tried to keep the heel noise down, and I didn't notice anyone noticing me. Once out by the river, we walked down to a restaurant we've been to a couple of times recently, and managed to get a coffee each despite the place closing for the night. Refreshed, we walked back to and past the bridge, as far as the Jubilee footbridges. We then turned back, this time walking back to the car that was parked almost the other side of the river. I had planned and expected to walk around the West End before returning home, but the parking was impossible. We journeyed home arriving back about 2am. The film Edge of Tomorrow is good, and deserves the positive reviews it's had. I recommend you see it, and at a cinema in 3D if you can. The alien life forms look great in 3D. Tom Cruise seldom disappoints, and he doesn't in this film either. Emily Blunt adds some glamour, but almost anyone could have played 99% of her role, even another man really. There is some humour too, and the whole package makes it all very watchable. Recommended. As for the BFI IMAX, another item off my 'to visit' list. Sadly, another one that won't be visited again by me. .........

Well....... I have tickets for tomorrow night (Saturday) to see a film at a cinema nearly 30 miles from where I live. They will certainly be the most expensive tickets I ever buy at pennies over £20 per ticket, and since this is my adventure, I will be funding both tickets for the 'jolly'. If me and Mrs Freddy eat out (always a frugal affair), with transport costs added too, it could make it a fairly expensive night. Though not as expensive as a night at the theatre might be. (Circa £150+) This is a special night, I've waited around 15 years for. To visit the largest cinema screen in the UK ..... Shoes? If it had been a dark evening, it would certainly have been courts. If I have it right, Saturday will be our shortest night. With good weather forecast and sunset at 9.21pm, there might still be some light sky close to 11pm, so it'll be daylight when we arrive... I'm hoping we can go walk about afterward, so may take several pairs, and decide on the spur of the moment.

Both pairs look stunning!

Not sure if it's possible to do, but including pictures makes this information more interesting, and if you collect pictures like I do ....

Brave man. Not sure my neighbours would be so accommodating.... Glad for you though!

Will watch the programmes ASAP. Thanks for the heads-up. I'm up for a visit to Madame JoJo's subject to confirmation of likely costs as it's one of my 'would like to visit' places. Being in London West End it might be a prohibitively expensive, but If I can find a way to afford it, I will. I've absolutely no idea of costs though?