The Cobbler...

I usually wear shoes down to their very last legs before I throw them out so my visit to the cobbler (I assume that's what they are still called although point of note, my phone, upon which I'm writing this up, didn't recognize the word.) wasn't for a pair of my shoes. I don't think they'd suit, let alone fit me.

I do however really like the idea of their existence. I like that people are paid to do a skilled job to re-invigorate an old pair of shoes. It looks like they are able to do some pretty intricate repairs using processes and tools that haven't changed significantly in years. All this and from a pretty successful, well known high street vendor.