The leather uppers and soles of my favourite Green Cross slip-ons are parting company.
My ‘friends’ find this particularly amusing when I am wearing white socks. I’ve usually found it easy to shrug off their derogatory comments; but this morning I realised that their chirps may be cutting deeper that I know.
Because last night I had a dream.
I was fleeing the German WWII Panzers, and thought I was home and dry; until I heard the following exchange:
“Heinz! She iss gettink avay. After her!”
“Don’t vorry Klaus. I can see her. Ze shoes, zey are smilink at me.”
wow.. did you really have that dream? that’s quite interesting… and funny!
You weren’t supposed to ask that!
No, unfortunately somebody else had the dream and told me about it. I wish I had had it though!