Well, that was different. Trying to combine as many tasks and
‘things to do’ into one visit to Bomo, and trying to remeber to
take all the things I needed, I left home without my walking stick.
I only discovered it when I parked the car, got out, and reached
for the stick. No stick. Walking felt weird, but I only had a short
way to go to the nearby cafe for a small (as it turned out)
networking meeting. I immediately launched into telling two people,
who I had never met, how weird it felt walking without my stick.
They looked at me… quizzically. Then found a way to change the
subject.
Next, it was on to my shoe man (even he doesn’t call himself a
cobbler; where have all the cobblers gone?) who is situated in what
can only be described as the scuzzier end of town, next to a sex
shop (he increased the number of Baptist and other religious
leaflets on his counter after the sex shop opened) and opposite a
car showroom which used to be full of exclusive, high end marques
but now stocks the kind of second hand motor that has clearly had
more than one previous lady owner, who was not that careful a
driver either. Sign of the times I guess.
Anyway, I digress. He is the best adaptor of shoes that I’ve ever
found. Despite the fact that he himself has no legs. (Yes. It’s
true).
when I first found his shop we got chatting and I was telling him I
experienced a fair degree of pain after walking. He advised having
the leg off; “Best thing I ever did,” he maintained. And indeed he
is looking fairly sprightly at the moment. But, happily, I didn’t
take his advice. My problem – by that time – was not medical, but
simply down to the fact that my shoe was raised to the wrong level,
using the wrong material (which made the shoe very heavy). After
finding Sole and Heel Care, the problem was solved.
My pair of boots deposited for repair I returned to the centre of
town to try a bit more walking. Weird. That’s the only word for it.
But not without appeal, especially having two hands free to flick
through the books in Borders. Hey, you guys may be on to something.
Well, that was different. Trying to combine as many tasks and ‘things to do’ into one visit to Bomo, and trying to remember to take all the things I needed, I left home without my walking stick.
I only discovered it when I parked the car, got out, and reached for the stick. No stick. Walking felt strange; like something was missing, but it wasn’t immediately obvious what. I only had a short way to go to the nearby cafe for what turned out to be a very select networking meeting, and straight away launched into telling two people, who I had never met before, how weird it felt walking without a stick. They looked at me… quizzically.
Next, it was on to my shoe man (even he doesn’t call himself a cobbler; where have all the cobblers gone?) who is situated in the more, er, downbeat end of town, next to a sex shop (he increased the number of Baptist and other religious leaflets on his counter after the sex shop opened) and opposite a car showroom which used to be full of exclusive, high end stuff but now stocks the kind of second hand motor that has clearly had more than one previous owner, and not a particularly careful one at that.
Anyway, he is the best adaptor of shoes that I’ve ever found. When I first found his shop* we got chatting and I was telling him I was experiencing a fair degree of pain. He advised having the leg off; “Best thing I ever did,” he maintained. And he didn’t stop at one; he had both off.
Happily, I didn’t take his advice. My problem – by that time – was not medical, but simply down to the fact that my shoe was raised to the wrong level, using the wrong material. After finding Sole and Heel Care, the problem was solved. Amazing the difference someone who knows what they’re doing can make.
My boots deposited for repair I returned to the centre of town to try a bit more walking. Weird. That’s the only word for it. But not without appeal, especially having two hands free to flick through the books in Borders. Hey, you guys may be on to something.
*Sole and Heel Care, 333a Holdenhurst Road, 01202 309430
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