The Killer Sandals are Back

Yes, for me it is that time of year again - time to break out the sandals. Worn without socks (of course!) I find they are essential for the somewhat short slice of summer that we experience here in the British isles. For many years my old leather ones had given me great service; I finally relented and replaced them last year with a new pair sporting a splendid name: Birki Super Noppy. They sound innocuous enough with a name like that - I prefer to call them the killer sandals, because for the first couple of weeks of wearing them its like walking on a bed of nails (nearly).

By the end of last summer I had gotten quite used to them; then summer ended and they went back in the shoe rack. Last weekend I got them out for the first time this year, and I forgot the pain of starting all over again. Damn.