Showing posts with label cars. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cars. Show all posts

Wednesday, 15 April 2009

The Red Shoes etc




















I like red. It always cheers me up to look out of the window and see my little red car.

These are my red shoes. They are not the most toe-cleavage exposing, but they always seem to cause a tremendous stir when I wear them.

One academic of my acquaintance waxed lyrically about them and when I said I was thinking of getting rid of them as they didn't go with anything, begged me not to.
They are early M&S 'footgloves' circa 1995 and I once had them in black and navy too, but the sensible colours have long since worn out. It is amazing how many people - women as well - ask me where I got them though. I reckon M&S would do a roaring trade if they reintroduced them. Perhaps everyone is as sick as me of rubbish-designed shoes with hardly any uppers to hold them on and heels that cripple. Microfibre is also wonderful stuff, looking as good as new at the dab of a damp cloth. I only tend to wear them for poetry readings now, usually with a jokey Dorothy T-shirt from The Wizard of Oz.

I also own a pair of red ankle wellies which are quite funky, if not terribly well made.
















However I feel in need of an extra boost lately. Perhaps I should try some of this(and I thought they exaggerated on female cosmetics!)


Monday, 19 November 2007

Obesity in Cars










Are cars getting fatter,
Or are parking spaces getting thinner?
Are parking spaces anorexic,
Or are cars eating too much dinner?

© LS King 2007

Friday, 16 November 2007

New Car

Sadly I had to say goodbye to my 11 year old Swiftie this week as it was literally on its last legs/wheels and getting more unreliable by the day.

However my new car has some rather alarming features. For example I pressed 'Cruise Control' and a bank of missiles rose up from the boot. I then tried 'Climate Control' and the road in front immediately transmogrified into an ice valley.

I thought I saw a mammoth in the distance.

To everyone who lost their homes as a result of my thoughtless fiddling with these buttons, I can only apologise. I promise I'll take it back to the garage.

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