Tuesday, 14 April 2009
And then there's the squeaking. A pulse in time with my stepping around the office. Not just in the office of course, but noticeable there - to me if not to my colleagues...kind of reminds me of the old theme music to the Laurel and Hardy shorts. It comes from my right shoe. From near the heal I think. - stooped slightly as I walked to the office loo this afternoon. Trying to focus on the part of the shoe from where this squeaking issued. No luck so far. The exact source remains illusive. Think I might wear my Loakes tomorrow, instead.