Friday, August 16, 2019

snowman melting from the inside

hello there


now then. i have to be quite careful here, to be sure. whereas many of you old school readers will, look you see, be delighted to see an update on my choice in quality footwear, i must be mindful of the others. the others are, of course, the many tens of thousands of "new" readers who come here due to my new(ish) found, perplexing and confusing status as a "social media influencer". care must be taken not to explicitly endorse any personal purchases, especially when i have not been paid to do so.

so yes, then, i have procured or if you will purchased some new shoes. owing to the disproportionate number of pictures i have taken in relation to how much i have to say on this subject, here you go, an early doors image of the box what they came in. well, an aspect of the box, yes in Commodore 64 mode.



quite, indeed, it is Adidas, or if you will "adidas" since as for some obscure reason it seems they care not for capital letters, who produced the shoes what i have.

usually when people go and purchase shoes matters such as who made the footwear being bought matters. also, things like style, design, comfort and purpose are of consequence. but this is no ordinary shoe purchasing adventure. no. if we all, to some extent, have a cross to bear, mine is that i have size 13 (apparently this translates to 14 in the USA) (49 in France, but who on earth would buy Frenchie shoes) (an exciting size 320 in somewhere called J, which i shall take as meaning Japan) feet.

basically, then, whenever i go into a shoe shop, or shop what sells shoes, seldom and rare is it that i have a choice. frequently places do not carry my size, and when they do it is usually just one pair and one pair alone that they have available, on the off chance a freak of nature such as (apparently) myself strays in.



what did i end up with this time, then? to be honest, i did not even look at the name of them in the shop, and was really only vaguely aware of them being adidas anyway. once home, an inspection of the box revealed that they are called "falcon".

i have mixed feelings on this. on the one side, falcon is a really cool, excellent sounding name. the kind of name which makes these shoes probably the most hip, down with the kids and with it item of clothing i have had in a long time. quite a long time, really - i suspect the last time such was true it would have been possible, if admittedly improbable, to have dinner or something with 75% of the classic line up of The Beatles. but at the same time, why would anyone name a predominantly ground based item after a beast of the sky? was no land based creature available as a name? you might as well have called them osprey, or swallow, or hammerhead shark as falcon, and it would still be of relevance. actually hammerhead shark shoes would be smart.

oh, yes, the "cultural divide". these adidas falcon (actually with a marker pen i can make these adidas falco, hang on) are running shoes. but they do not get called such. no. here in the UK they are referred to as trainers, over in the USA they get called "sneakers", in Australia they are "not sandals", in South Africa they are "takkies" and as you may have ascertained earlier no i have no interest whatsoever in what the French might call them, or anything, just so long as they do it quietly and among themselves.



does the fact that i now have a pair or running shoes or "trainers" mean that i am to engage in a spot of running or some sort of sporting endeavour that might benefit from them? no. as mentioned earlier, they were the only ones in the shop what fitted, so these they are. in fairness i do try and do a fair bit of walking, mind. even if it is only down to a suitably and most agreeably located Royal Mail postbox, so as to dispatch various correspondence in which i have engaged.

as you can see in the above, then, these falcon shoes are black. not quite the "none more black" shade of black that once excited Nigel Tufnel so, but "black enough". is a falcon naturally black? perhaps that is where the name comes from. anyway, i do not believe or think there are actually shades of black, so i guess these are "black and off black" in colour, or perhaps even (maybe) black and grey. that i am happy with the colour and appearance is quite accidental and incidental, but true.

from where did i purchase these? i mean, provenance? Sports Direct, off of that nice Mike Ashley chap, who all agree is a thoroughly decent fellow and seldom mentioned in any sort of negative way. as it happens, whilst at his store he presented me with quite an interesting and rather more tempting than it should have been proposition.



wowee. a (for now) (possibly and realistically likely to be valid until the business end of March 2020) premier league football team shirt for £20. that is, give or take, about £40 (or so) less than the cost of any other premier league team shirt, or for that matter at least one (far superior) north east based side who happen to be chilling in the champion(ship) league momentarily. in purely financial, or fiscal, terms, it kind of makes economic sense to buy this shirt and support them, rather than an actual, proper football team.

exactly how big are my feet? that is, in real terms, rather than me just saying "13" to you? well, here's a comparison picture thing, so you may have a decent visual record and some sort of idea what we are speaking of here. most shoe shops cannot grasp this, hence them not stocking up on my peculiar requirements.



as you can see, one DVD spine + one standard CD jewel case spine = length of my foot. although it is the width which tends to be problematic. well, sort of almost kind of, they were the only items within reach which appeared to give some sort of universal measurement idea. yes, in retrospect i could have gone and fetched a tape measure, but no i did not.

this runs the risk of distracting from the point, if any, of this post, but yes, indeed that is a DVD of The Octagon, starring Chuck Norris and Lee Van Cleef. provenance is 50p off a shop called CEX, review is that Chuck does indeed knack quite a few people in it but not nearly as many as he has knacked in other fims. the CD is the recent first time on CD issue of Now That's What I Call Music 3, provenance £8 off of Morrisons at the same time i spent £10 on that The Edge DVD. review is that it is ok, except that they have rewritten history by omitting two songs off it, and have used the wrong version of Two Tribes by Frankie Goes To Hollywood when compared to the original vinyl and tape. in all honesty i only purchased this, like Now 2, so as to encourage them to keep going so that i can get my two favourite volumes, 4 and 6, on CD too.

well, back to the shoes. modesty prevents me from sharing with you a picture of me wearing them. also, on previous experience with similar posts, images of me wearing shoes or similar footwear tends to lure out all sorts of scoundrels and sexual deviants, and they tend to perform unspeakable acts which disgrace themselves when looking at them. let me try and stop such.



there can be no harm in one final Commodore 64 mode image of them, though, so there it is above.

my understanding is that traditionally adidas items have three stripes on them, for that is their logo, or tag, or iconic image, or whatever. as best i can work out such is limited to the stripey diagonal bits on the side of each shoe, but perhaps this is me just reading far too much into it all.

oh, yes, the shoes are quite comfortable, a reasonable fit and serve the purpose for which they were purchased.

right, well, that's that, then.



be excellent to each other!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!





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