This is my ultimate footwear. I live & work in a seaside resort and these poor sandals have seen me through it all.
It is not often you find that perfect pair for you but I did. I found these sandals on sale reduced from £55 to a mere, line discontinued, £15. When I tried on the very last pair in the shop I instantly fell in love.
These sandals have walked me to work and back for three seasons, they have run around my work for 8 hours a day. They have lead me across the sands and over costal paths that inspired the likes of Dylan Thomas.
These sandals have chased my children around the block, hung out the washing, ran to the shop and back and, on occassion, been known to kick my husband under the table.
These sandals have scaled mountains, albeit a small mountain in wales, but still a mountain.
These sandals have been kick aside by my kids running throught the house, jammed against the wall by the door, left in the car over night in freezing conditions, left in the garden over night (eeewwww bugs the next day), ran through the sea, scaled rock pools, stuffed under the bed for safe keeping until dry enough to dig them out, shuffeled in by both my kids (while the most amusing sight you will ever see is you child flopping around in your oversized shoes) and even put through the washing machine.
I fear my days are limited with these, the most trusted of sandals. I am scared the day will come when I have to part with my most trusted friends. After all we have been through together you were always the ones who carried me the furthest and the highest.
So I stand and I raise a glass to possibly, in my mind without a doubt, the most magnificent sandals in the world.