Mysterious Ways

Skinners Footwear (Product Placement)

My arthritic knees and spondylosic spine (oh the assonance!) continue to cause me mobility distress.

Pain.  Lots of pain.   Osteopanadol and Pregabalin help somewhat.

pain.

I discovered some time ago that my knee distress was minimised most when I walked  round barefooted.  It was not too bad if I wore flat soled sandals, and was barely tolerable for a short while if I wore trainers.  Pain and distress became impossibly uncomfortable in a very short order if I wore “normal” shoes or boots with heels.

I go barefooted now whenever I can, wear sandals when I need to, and cross-trainers when I must.  Shoes with any significant heel are no longer an option for me to wear.  I guess I might wear them to a job interview if I had one.  Not that intend looking for another job ever again.

Though my young aboriginal friends seem to manage quite well, going barefoot outside the house is not really an option for me and my relatively tender feet.   Here in the rough outback country everything is out to get you;  the rocks, the flora, the fauna.

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I postulated to myself that the footwear I need most now is a rugged pair of socks with a sturdy leather sole sewed onto them.  Simple slippers.  What the Dutch call ‘pontoffels’.  I had some when I was younger.  But I need something a bit more rugged now.

Well the FSM works in mysterious ways.  Not long after deciding I had better make myself some pontoffels I became aware of a new start-up called Skinners Footwear.  Here was a rugged pair of socks with a rugged sole, touted as neither shoe nor sock, but both.  Literally the answer to my problem.

So I have invested in the start up and ordered a few pairs.  I am looking forward to receiving them as soon as our mail system returns to normal and the greyhound bus deliveries to Halls Creek resume after the flooding.

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More information here.

 

Author: Uisce úr

Though I am old with wandering Through hollow lands and hilly lands, I will find out where she has gone, And kiss her lips and take her hands; And walk among long dappled grass, And pluck till time and times are done, The silver apples of the moon, The golden apples of the sun.

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