I wore my Dress shoes to work today.
I’m preparing my feet for the Ball on Saturday. There may be some tripping the light fantastic. Or stumbling the heavy mediocre – that might be more accurate.
Or there may not be. But either way, I want my feet to be uncomplaining about my Dress shoes.
And how is it that my Dress shoes are a 10-1/2 whilst my work shoes are an 11?
But one thing is clear.
For today at least, I had the brightest, shiniest shoes at work.
Anyway.
You know I recently wrote about meeting the redoubtable Twitter friend in UCH last Thursday?
This isn’t Twitter related, but last weekend, whilst in Paris, I met an American girl, Amy-Lee.
I’m not going to write about what happened during the couple of hours we spent together. If you want the details you’ll have to listen to this week’s show (This Reality Podcast, No 199).
What I will say is that today I received a stunningly beautiful email from Amy-Lee. So stunningly beautiful it moved me close to tears.
As a result of a couple of hours in Paris with Amy-Lee, I have an open invitation to visit her in Philadelphia whenever I care, and to stay at her house, as an honoured guest, for an all-expenses paid holiday.
Aren’t people excellent?