Saturday: 10,000+ page views

Well, it's the first day of March and I guess this means that Spring has sprung; regular readers will no doubt recall that printemps is my favourite season because it brings forward so many possibilities.  To mark the change in season, the WiiFitU's graphics are now showing pink blossom on the Island of Wuhu's trees, which is nice if nothing else?

So, I have had in excess (not the band INXS, although I do recall that the remaining members participated in a reality show to find a replacement for the late Michael Hutchence at some point..) of 10,000 page views since commencing this blog back in October 2012.  Some may wonder how on earth I've managed to sustain foot, shoe and legwear chat over such a long period and the answer is, I really don't know - perhaps I'm completely obsessed?  Does anyone care?

Those of you conversant with Google Blogger will be aware that there's a statistical element to the dashboard - thus I can see sketchy details of who's logging on via country, operating system and indeed by Google search phrase - the latter often makes me smile.  Usually it's such classics as 'sexy black/red toes' or 'Birkenstock feet', perhaps 'sheer tights' or 'bunions' - yes, really.  So, in recognition of this, I'm going to give you all a visual treat - here's two of my most viewed blog posts:

http://nomeanfeetfortheduchess.blogspot.co.uk/2013/02/saturday-black-painted-toenails-and.html

http://nomeanfeetfortheduchess.blogspot.co.uk/2013_05_01_archive.html

Friday: That Was The Week That Was [Crap]

Oh flipping hell, life's a right pain in the arse at the moment.  I didn't have a great week at work; plus the Duke's leg swelled up on Tuesday and he had to get it checked out at the GP Surgery.  If that wasn't enough the Earl's thumb developed a large greenish blister on it and the GP advised that he should be taken to the A&E so the Duke had to sit with him until my mother turned up and spent a further two hours waiting to be seen.  Yesterday the Duke held his [early] retirement do at work and I turned up at 5:45 and proceeded to get blind drunk, so much so that I vomited on the train, something I haven't done since I was about 22.  Fantastic (not) - just plain disgusting, but luckily I didn't get any on the upholstery, because that's truly awful.

Today wasn't much better, it was raining when I picked up the Earl from school and we had to detour to post off a parcel; anyway part of the pavement was cordoned off on a busy main road and instead of waiting to cross the road I thought I'd try a shortcut through a car park and re-join the path.  Big mistake: the concrete was still wet and it was like quicksand.  Here's what it did to my poor DMs:

Coated huh?  Do you think that there's a fetish for ladies boots slathered in concrete?  I won't Google it, there's bound to be, isn't there?

I did manage to get it off with a combination of the garden hose and an old dishbrush:

They are now standing in the kitchen drying out with balls of crumpled pages from the London Evening Standard absorbing all of the excess moisture.  At least it's a good use for the tabloid: don't get me wrong, I'm pleased that commuters such as me don't have to fork out 40p to peek between the covers, but it does bore me to death at times.  Sometimes I 'treat' myself on the return journey by not reading it.

Finally: the lady in the post office inquired what was in my parcel.  I said boots, which was fair enough and I know that it's to prevent dangerous items being sent via the Royal Mail, but what if it was a batch of dildos you were returning to say, Lovehoney or Ann Summers?  Embarrassing, especially if it was during the oldie stampede on pension day. 

A Post Without a Picture

Yes, sorry to disappoint, but I'm not including a picture on this post.  The reason is that I've not had polish on my toes for over a week now and they're discoloured and frankly, very ugly, especially the second toe on my left foot which is quite frankly, black.  I did read that both finger and toenails require a period of time without being covered in polish so that they can breathe and repair themselves.  Maybe I'll stick some polish on them during the week?  Or perhaps I won't.

On other foot news, I did read about BBC newsreader Kate Silverton's similar size 9 shoe issues.  Here's a link to a Daily Mail article about the very subject: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-2076392/BBC-newsreader-Kate-Silverton-says-size-9-feet-make-life-agony.html

Sunday afternoon/evening: February blues

Blimey, does winter ever end?  Answer: about April?  Well, I've had bronchitis for over a week now and have been off of work as a result.  I know that I'll return to inbox hell, but that's par for the course these days.  I did purchase a new pair of DM boots last Sunday which arrived in the week, but I'll hold off writing about them for the time being.

Here's a trailer/teaser shot of the box.  Enjoy.

Sunday Afternoon in January

I have just realised that I haven't written any blog entries during 2014, so here's my first.  Can I think of a great deal to write about?  No, not really.  Here are a couple of pictures though, the first being my new stripy socks which I purchased from Asda:

They are thick boot socks from the men's section as I can't wear women's socks, the reason being that they are usually sized 4-7, hence they're far too small.

I think you'll no doubt agree that £6 for 4 pairs of socks is outstanding value.  Unfortunately the socks don't appear to be thick enough to stop my two pairs of DMs from rubbing the top of my toes, as pictured below:

That's about it for now...

Tuesday: Yet Another Post About Doctor Martens...

Yeah, I know that it's the last day of the year and I am getting rather obsessed, but this is my last DMs post for a white - promise! 

Anyway, yesterday a parcel turned up and this is what was inside:

The Duke's size 11 brown leather 1460s. 

Of course, with six pairs of DM footwear in the household, we'll need something to clean them with?  No?

Finally, I thought I'd purchase some lovely new keyrings, but unfortunately one was delivered broken.  Fear not, I emailed customer services straight away.

Happy New Year readers!  Here's to a much better 2014 for all of us....

Sunday: More Guff about Doctor Martens: Part III

Blimey, once you're interested in something you don't let up do you?  No, absolutely correct and to be honest, I'll be writing a piece about how much I love my new Nike FuelBand tomorrow or once I've drafted a few more Amazon book reviews.  What a crazy life you lead.  Well, yes, if tomorrow heralds another trip to a nearby Co-op then it'll be three branches in as many days.  Rock and roll.

Er, shoes - yes.  Well, regular readers will recall me boring regaling you with stories of my new Doctor Martens Chelsea Boots and I am pleased to report that they arrived the other day and they went for a walk on my plates of meat yesterday.  Apart from a tiny bit of pinching on the left little toe they're very comfortable indeed and here are a couple of pics for your entertainment:

Eagle eyed readers will probably notice that the leather appears a tad 'distressed' - apparently that's deliberate and the affect is called 'Greenland' and it is seemingly a very popular finish for a myriad of goods.  To keep it nice and nourished I've purchased a pot of DMs Wonder Balm from their website, as well as a pair of DM 1960 boots for The Duke, two boot keyrings(?), patent cleaner and some new laces for my patent leather Clemancys. 

Ooh look - the picture above allows the viewer a glimpse of the elastic gusset.  I bet that's an exciting term for many of you and is almost as profane as the word 'crevice'.