and glo, surely everyone who lives near the seaside should be barefoot, strange town… you should have given them filthy looks and made remarks like “what are those crazy foot covers you are wearing??”
after i charmed the girl behind the counter with my wrinkly, bristly smile to get served (1 can of beer) some hag came out of the back of shop screeching about “you aren’t wearing shoes”
I said that if I had some, I’d put them on. disarmed her a bit 😉
