OK sorted.
Having picked up the new computer courtesy of good friends we adjourned to the Portobello Star; a recently refurbished Portobello Road boozer. Normally I am anti the stylification of local boozers but the Star as it was was un-enterable to all but the most hardened of drinkers and it's new incarnation is welcome.
We discussed the impossible nature of 'haut-couture' shoes of the Lady Gaga variety currently filling the glossies.
I would like to say that I am left cold by it all...
Strangely I find myself hot and bothered by the alien footwear.
But not as hot and bothered as Lady Gaga's feet.
I took myself home for a steak pie and a large vodka.
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