I’ve become accustomed to gazing wistfully at stylish footwear with a heel that extends beyond two centimetres. These weapons of mass destruction are no friend of mine. Snazzy clogs? Major trip hazards. Stilettos? Now you’re being silly. Wedges where you cannot bend your foot? The stuff of nightmares. And so, dear readers, I’ve thrown my … Continue reading A Walking Dee-saster