Emma and her shoe bits

My lovely friend Emma whirlwinded (whirlwound?) into my house earlier, with her splendid husband Stewart in tow (nursing a slightly long-suffering look about him!).

Emma is tonight having a shared party with two of her close but geographically scattered friends, who are all celebrating a landmark birthday this year, and decided Dunblane was the most centrally convenient place to have a knees-up (Dunblane being at the centre of the known universe, as we all appreciate).

What on earth this shoe-related bit of kit she was foutering with actually contributed I have no idea, but a pic was required before any sense prevailed.