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You don't need shoes! When I were a lad we walked twenty miles through snow just to get to our shoes!


Theme Thursday today, and the theme is SHOE.

I'm not 100% today, so the best that I can give you is a random selection of SHOEs in our household at the moment. Can you guess which one belongs to who?

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Tom said…
You must be down, that's a short shoe post...get better.
yamini said…
Nice little post you have there.
The Theme Thursday is unusual and interesting.

The blue shoe: Ez
The black and white with yellow inner sole: Henry
The brown one: Yours
The black one: Jen (Hope she doesnt hit me with a virtual broom!!! ;-p)

Now, for the grades.....
Tash said…
I am totally stummped but I love the little shoes.
Um. Pepper-mint Patty, Lucy, Charlie and Snoopy? -Jayne
Betsy Brock said…
Aww...cute little one at the end!
Feel better!
Debo Hobo said…
That little on is so cute!!!!!!
KL said…
Big black: Jen
Big yellow: you
small black: henry
little blue: ez
Brian Miller said…
hope you are better soon! the title sounds like something my dad would say...
The Silver Fox said…
Well, I'm hoping that the two little ones on the right belong to your sons...

Get better soon.
Priyanka Khot said…
Oh! that one was a short post...

Like the shoes' photo. Reminded me of the Goldilocks and three bears.

Papa bear, Mumma bear, child bear and Goldilocks.
Roddy said…
Left to right Kris, Jen, Henry, Ezra. Only because I saw them last week.
How are my favourite grandsons?
Baino said…
Aww feel better. . .in my day we had to live in the middle of the motorway in a large brown paper bag!
Kranky Granny said…
Aw yes, how well I remember those stories that started with "When I was a kid..........".

I seem to remember a few that ever went the twenty miles in a blizzard or all uphill or something just as difficult.

Great post. As always you had the Old Salt in stitches.
Kris McCracken said…
Thanks all, I was struggling for the second part of last week. I'll have to lift my game.

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