Shoes and Enlightenment

You may be aware that I have little tolerance of...

...trivialities.  On several of my recent winter excursions, I have explored Adelaide's shops in search of a pair of shoes. I have visited several places claiming to sell such items of footwear, only to find the wares on offer are either stilts or clodhoppers or inappropriately designed ballet pumps.

My ankles and toes are quite important to me and, unfortunately, I have been unable to find anything appropriate to protect them in inclement weather.  This is not a trivial matter.  How am I to venture forth without good shoes?

The feet of enlightened persons require generous winter coverings.  Knee-high boots are rarely required in Adelaide and the larger leather offerings in our shoe shops probably appeal mainly to female anglers who often wade through thigh-high water.

How am I to maintain elegant deportment without proper footwear?  Perhaps I should forget about my feet and concentrate on improving my mind.  The latter is an especially useful occupation.  Shopping tends to dull my intellect, especially when I cannot find anything worthy of my money.

Do you use real money when you buy shoes?  By that, I mean money you own rather than money you will owe.  This is an especially important and enlightening topic because some people use owed money to buy trivial items such as the sillier forms of footwear.  Financial issues are never trivial, especially when no real money is available to buy food.

Well, under my beautiful winter frock today I am wearing ugg boots.  I would never wear ugg boots in public but they keep my feet warm as I sit at my desk.  Later, I shall wear an old pair of shoes to walk to my local shopping centre, where I will use real money to buy some food.

Fit for a king or for Twaklin?

My desk cost less than $100 to buy and helps my deportment, as does my simple typing chair.  It would be nice to buy the desk of Beaumarchais, or one from the Palace of Versailles.  They are not for sale, as far as I am aware.  Even if such a desk came my way, I could not even afford the insurance.  Its woodwork would not cope very well with the climatic variations in Adelaide, either.

Some people have houses (and/or mortgage debts) they fail to insure, which seems to me to be even sillier than walking around Adelaide in dangerous footwear.