Oh I feel blessed today. Have just found out that Ozma will be going back to Oz, and not becoming a permanent member of staff. I am hugely relieved. Luckily I wished her no ill, so I don't have to worry about the karmic effects of my simply wishing her out of my vicinity...
In other news, I have been experiencing the downsides of the hot weather so familiar to us all - you hunt through the bottom of the wardrobe for your summery sandals, pop them on and away you go. But that's not the end of the story. I was walking down the road on Saturday morning, thinking, 'I've been walking for half an hour and these shoes are still comfy - brilliant!'. Then I felt like something was catching at the back of my heel, like maybe a small stone had fallen into the shoe or something. So I checked and found that I had rubbed the skin off my heel, and that's what was 'catching'. Blisters on three of my toes appared within about 3 seconds after that, and I have been hobbling around and applying/re-applying plasters ever since. This does take the spring out of your step somewhat.
On the off chance that you weren't enthralled by My Shoe Hell, I thought I would also share with you this fabulous story which may have passed you by: Man marries goat. An oldie but a goodie. Makes me think of The League of Gentlemen, which is never a bad thing.
Enjoy!
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