Evidence that Fran has experienced major trauma

SATURDAY UPDATE ON SLIPPER SITUATION:

Mourn with me, brothers and sisters. I went to M & S to fetch my new slippers and put them on at home only to find my heels hung over the edge. 

Size 7s, my foot! 

I am slipperless once again, as the nice but harassed lady on the counter tells me that there are no size 8s in stock.

Fear not. I did buy an alternative to make me feel better. Here they are. Not quite a pair, but good enough. 





Thornton's Special Toffees. Yum. One in fruit and nut, and one in Brazil nut flavour.  They won't keep my feet warm, but they still provide a kind of comfort that's very welcome in my distressed, sans-slipper state. 

Comments

  1. Janie Junebug28/2/15 11:11

    What about a 7 1/2? That's what I wear. You can try the toffee on your feet. It might turn out better than you think.

    Love,
    Janie

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Fran Hill1/3/15 02:37

      No half sizes. It was never going to be that easy ...

      Delete
  2. Debra She Who Seeks28/2/15 12:53

    You must learn to knit and then you can make your own!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Fran Hill1/3/15 02:38

      I will look in the diary and see what I've got booked in for the next three years before I decide to teach myself to knit ... I've been there and tried that before and you've never seen anything quite so farcical in your life.

      Delete
  3. Anonymous28/2/15 13:44

    Poor slipperless baby!!

    ReplyDelete
  4. Frances Garrood28/2/15 14:16

    I'm also a size 8, and I really sympathise. And now you can sympathise with me, for John has received a gift of Thorntons toffee, but it's licorice flavour, and I HATE licorice! (Just realised that I can't spell it, either. That'll teach it.)

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Fran Hill1/3/15 02:40

      I do sympathise, but I love liquorice. And it's a horrible word. I'm spelling it here like Thorntons spells it but there seem to be about three different spellings going round.

      Delete
  5. SmitoniusAndSonata28/2/15 15:13

    Those protein-filled toffees will make you feel much better soon .
    Meanwhile , you may wish to reconsider your dislike of the pensioner slipper . I do think tartan is making a comeback in the house shoe fashion stakes .

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Fran Hill1/3/15 02:42

      At the rate I'm going, it may have to be a pair of pensioner-tartans. It's better than nothing.

      Delete
    2. River4/3/15 00:21

      Pensioner floral.....

      Delete
  6. Steve28/2/15 23:18

    You can, of course, mould toffee into a slipper shape... But it comes with a warning: It may encourage experimentation with toe- sucking.

    ReplyDelete
  7. River1/3/15 00:29

    Fran Fran Fran Fran Fran; tsk, you're supposed to try them on BEFORE you leave the store. always check.
    But how could they not fit if the first pair were also size 7 and fit perfectly? I suppose they could have been mislabelled; it happens.
    I love licorice toffee.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Fran Hill1/3/15 02:43

      My first mistake was ordering them on the Internet so I couldn't try them. My second mistake: - er - I think the last pair may have been 8s ... and I forgot.

      Delete
  8. Nicola1/3/15 03:27

    aah, Fran, I feel for you and your large feet :) I'd even lend you a pair of my magical slippers but they are all a six 6. Thorntons!!! My favourite shop ever and the first place I visit when I land in England. Double cream chocolate mints - bring it on. Beats slippers hands down. Have a great week!!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Fran Hill2/3/15 11:16

      Double cream chocolate mints ... mmmmm.

      Delete
  9. BadPenny3/3/15 12:42

    Eat the Toffee I say...but what a bugger about the slippers.

    Sadly, I have slippers but NO TOFFEE !

    ( isn't Toffee a funny word ? )

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Fran Hill3/3/15 12:56

      Your comment intrigued me. This is what it says on www.etymonline.com 1825, tuffy, toughy, southern British dialectal variant of taffy. Modern spelling recorded by 1843. Now, 'toughy' - that would make sense!

      Delete
  10. Pam 4/3/15 03:43

    Goodness. I thought it was a bit rude of one commenter to suggest that you have big feet but... well. (Size 4/5 here.) Also, I've ALWAYS had slippers even when I was young. It's well seen you weren't brought up in a chilly part of the world.

    Maybe you should try a shop? Just a suggestion.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Fran Hill4/3/15 12:09

      I've looked! I've looked! The problem is, I've decided that these are my 'destiny' slippers so that no others will do. And no other shops have had anything similar.

      Delete
  11. Coloring Outside the Lines4/3/15 17:44

    My feet have grown a size and a half, but I have also shrink the same in inches tall. Apparently something is melting. LOL!

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Fran Hill5/3/15 14:45

      Gosh, if that keeps going until you're 107, you're just going to be a pair of very large feet and a head.

      Delete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Reasons why Fran is desperately in search of earbuds

Image
My try-to-get-fitter walk in the fields today was a silent one. I usually listen to the radio through earphones but have lost one of the soft earbuds and nothing spoils a walk more than having hard plastic nudging up against your fragile tympanic membrane. The BBC's  'Woman's Hour' is a brilliant programme but loyalty has limits.  It was disconcerting, walking in silence. Listening to radio distracts from the disturbing reality that my legs are propelling me in forward motion because, if I think too hard about this, I frighten myself.  Today, while walking, I had to listen to my own thoughts.  And now I've listened to my own thoughts, I remember why I like radio better. The inside of my head is like a wastepaper basket.   Be grateful that I only offer you a brief excerpt.  Oh, look, that bird is - / Where did I put that mark scheme. I'll need it for - / My shoes are getting muddier./ Maybe mash with the fish tonight / really muddy / The trees are defin...
Read more

More evidence that the wrong consonant makes all the difference to a famous book title

Image
More typo-lit, one of my favourite genres: To Kilt a Mockingbird - a tale set in the Southern States of America in which a young family move into the area from Aberdeen.  The children are found dressing the local wildlife in tartan and have to be taught that clothing innocent victims in bright material is not acceptable.  The little girl (Scot) says, 'Shoot, Pa, that's the darndest thing I ever did hear!' and there is surprise all round at her adoption of the local dialect in such a short time. To Kiln a Mockingbird - a tale set in the Southern States of America in which a wise father teaches his children that to put an innocent bird into a red-hot oven, converting it into an attractive china piece for the kitchen, was bound to upset Aunt Alexandra when given as a birthday present, and if this was indeed their intention, they deserved a whipping.   They don't get the whipping; the father can't stand Aunt Alexandra either. To Bill a Mockingbird - a tale set ...
Read more

Reasons why Fran can get a 90,000 word novel down to a haiku if she's paid enough

Image
My first published story was in ‘Your Cat’ magazine.  (Don’t laugh … we all have to start somewhere.)  I sent the editor a 1500-word story.  She said she liked it (great!) and would publish it (fantastic!) but that I should cut it by a third and tighten up my style.  Ah.  Not so good. I loved every word of that story.  I gave birth to each one in pain and suffering, so there was NO WAY, absolutely NO WAY I was going to cut or change them.  I was determined.  I would stick to my guns.  She could forget it.  My mind was made up. Then she said she’d pay me £200 if I did the alterations.  I wavered for a whole nano-second.  U-turn Queen, that’s me, when it comes to hard cash. The editing of that heart-warming story about a couple who rediscover their love when their cat has a crisis (it was a real sick-bucket saga) taught me loads.  I hated making the changes.  I felt like a murderer, slashing and s...
Read more