Setting off to do a bit of shopping this morning, I automatically used my trusty shoe horn to put my quite snug trainers on.
It’s black metal, with Salter’s for Boots embossed on the inside.
Inherited from my mum, probably my grandma before that.
Always been around throughout my childhood, always in use, just taken for granted.
A cheap little heirloom, but oh, so useful. It sits on its own little hook amongst the coats.
Wouldn’t be without it.
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Engagement Party and then Hen Party
Small things that make you feel happy
The land is dry, and the people are ...stupid?

