The old man ambled along the road
Gnarled as the oaks he was passing
A much-patched backpack hooked over his shoulders
Shoulders already askew from the hump of his back
He saw the shoe
Looked down at his feet
Oh, for a shoe equally as neat
A lady’s, no doubt
And well-heeled at that
He sighed and took it
He’d return it in the morning
Resoled and worthy.
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Should the lady return, she’ll have to leave the other one as they won’t have the same soles 😉
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Never thought of that, and I ought to have. Amongst is many other talents my grandfather acted as the village cobbler. I used to watch him mend shoes.
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Ah well… We think one way when we write and another when we read. 😊
Mine’s coming soon. I was all computered out after my first training session for my new job. Managed to download my picture(s) but the story’s not written yet 😉
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New job? Have you told me about this? Was I asleep?
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Apologies. Did I forget to tell you? My bad! I started yesterday. Will be working 7 days per week until the week before last one of October.
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Oh that sounds tough. Though it was the same when I was at the theatre
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Yeah. It’ll be hell for a month. I’ll “rake in the dough” 😁
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Gotta be (double) benefits!
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I’ll take em
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Oh yeah. So would I if I were you
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At least… Something has to make it with my while to work 7 days a week!!
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And that will be worth your while… 🙂
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For sure. I’ll be tired at the end. I already am!
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Keep getting sleep as and when
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I sleep very poorly as it is
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Then at least chill. Feet up. Chilled music. Low lighting.
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Right…
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Do it. You’ll be glad that you did. No good you working all those hours for the dosh and then end up useless.
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No worries… Thanks for caring
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🙂
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Or were my thoughts floating in the ether with… with… no, I cant say his name, it makes me laugh
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Buahahaha!!! Mayhaps.
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Thoughts have been skewy of late. I blame it on the Magic Torch
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Magic Torch, eh? Details!
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There goes a dedicated shoemaker. Brilliant, Crispina!
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Thank you. Memories of watching my grandfather… though with him it was just one of his many sidelines
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I love the way you’ve built up the character and an ending I wasn’t expecting.
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Thank you. I think that’s getting to be my trademark
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What a nice guy!
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Styled upon my grandpa who acted as the village cobbler (amongst other things)
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