Old Nike trainers for walking the dog New Nike trainers for out 'n about and to and from work Shoes in the office Slippers in the house (apart from in bed/shower)
Podiatrists, Chiropractors and Physios have been unable either to correct my gait or eradicate my bowl, fella. I still walk like drunken matelot on shore leave, and probably always will.
I hide outside pubs on Saturday nights looking for very drunk people with size 11 shoes who've fallen asleep and then steal them.
A lovely pair of Adidas Sambas Ted Baker boots in a lovely shade of blue. A pair of black boots I bought from River Island years ago. I like them that much I paid fifty quid last year to have them re-soled. Pair of snazzy brown Lambretta trainers. Various pairs of shoes in differing styles and colours that I never wear.