Seventeen years and only three pairs of shoes

Started this morning fine, it was all analysis stuff again. Went to walk the dog lunchtime and remembered her lead was in Jamie’s orifice. Walked in there and almost retched, there was still a half eaton kebab from Monday in there, together with half of my plates. Picked up lead and walked out, quickly. Walked Sasha, caught another Ditto. Walked to the gym, did Pump, walked home. I’ve been a member there for about seventeen years now and in all that time I’m only on my third pair of shoes.

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