Showing posts with label Fitflops. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fitflops. Show all posts

On banking, mice and lovely shoes

I feel grubby today. The day started normally enough - kicked husband out of bed to run the Boxers, then off for a swim, then a dash into town to catch up with the bank manager. He asked to see me. I think he wants to sell me something. He's a nice enough chap, just not very convincing. Perhaps it's because banking is so regulated now. You must have a stocks and shares ISA. OK, then tell me what you've got. I can't. I'm not regulated. Stare at sad man. I give you permission to tell me about the ISAs. I will try to send you a brochure. Then another sad man will want to meet you and ask you lots of pointless questions, after which I will probably say No anyway, because the initial charge is too high. He stares at me. Am I using all the benefits I pay for? Yes. Clearly, he is regulated to sell me insurance. And isn't this the problem with high street banks? Just stick to doing what you do best. Keep my money nice and secure for me until I need it to buy a nice pair of shoes. Don't be my stock broker and don't sell me insurance. I use specialist advisers for both of these. End of conversation. There was more to say but it is so boring, the Boxers fell asleep while I was recounting my story to them. 


Purple Fitflops, March 2012, Lesley Beeton
The Boxers did however like my new shoes. So obviously an impulse buy, my credit card didn't have time to protest.


Now, back to the garden. What gorgeous weather we are having this week. Everything is germinating in the greenhouse, everything needs watering. I'm watering from the water butts, but if we don't get rain to fill them up again can I fill them from the tap??!! Water rant.


The mice are enjoying the spread too. They've had quite a few of the broad bean seedlings, dug up nearly all the sweet corn, and nibbled on the courgette seeds. At this point it is me 4 mice 0. The war goes on...


The dog walker training goes on too. The Boxers are happily walking with her once a week in preparation for when they are in the boarding kennels. If only we could get them to jump in her van. Next time, we are going to sit in the van with a cup of tea and hope that the boys will want to join us.


And just because I can, this is the view from my office today. 
Sunny Surrey, March 2012, Lesley Beeton
Look out for a guest post coming soon from Christmas Pie Crafts.


You're Beautiful - new shoes

There is something so tactile and emotional about choosing and buying new shoes. I have small feet but they are very painful - a combination of extremely weak ligaments due to injury and debilitating plantar fasciiitis. So I look longingly at the pretty pumps and sandals, knowing I cannot possibly wear them comfortably for more the twenty minutes, and I certainly couldn't walk any distance in them! I hadn't intended to buy new shoes yesterday, and I actually went into the shoe shop to try on some sensible Ecco trainers. They were horrible, with no support for my floppy ligaments. And then I saw these. These things of beauty. These beautiful purple Fitflops. I have found that Fitslops are perfect for all my foot problems. I can't really say they do anything for my bum shape, but I can wear them all day. Yeah for warm weather, yeah for purple Fitflops. You're Beautiful!

Purple Fitflops, March 2012, Lesley Beeton

I'm linking up this You're Beautiful post with the busy, capable, funny, talented Jenny at Cheetahs in my Shoes. Please do go and have a look the other blogs linking up this week. (I'm sorry, but I still can't get the badge to work...I will keep trying!)