Feet

I tell you, I thought my feet were going to drop off yesterday, I had to walk so far. Seriously, I was walking like a woman of 90. I had to stop and go into John Lewis to buy some with less of a heel on them.  Must have walked at least a mile around Liverpool city centre with Evie. It reminded me of the Sixties when me and Florence used to go to the Crystal in platforms and share a Cherry B, which would last us all night. I've never been in such agony.