No-one can fill these shoes

These are His Lordship’s ‘crocs’. I’m not sure they are even the genuine article; they may be fakes from Aldi, but they were much loved by him as slippers. I would have thought a more traditional slipper would have been more comfortable, but he rejected them.

Now they stand forlornly beside the bucket to be thrown or given away, but I can’t do the deed. Magpie mentioned to me a week or two ago that shoes are such personal things, moulding intimately to the wearer’s feet so that they became like a three dimensional footprint. That is why these crocs will survive while their wearer doesn’t. No one can ever fill his shoes.They will stay with me forever.