Hay is desperate to get me to throw out an old pair of shoes, which I am resisting to the best of my ability.
You can possibly see her point, but they're comfortable and great for knocking about in around the garden.
Called in at our High Street charity shop yesterday and was sorely tempted by this, purely for the nostalgia value.
Santa has set up his shed in the High Street too:
I mentioned a couple of weeks ago that I'd ditched the shorts and was back in long trousers for winter. Things changed within 24 hours though and I went back into shorts again. I'm seriously thinking I'll be wearing them on Christmas Day, along with my comfortable and battered old shoes.
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