Entry for 2nd November, 2008 - The Hills are Alive...

My Significant Other has gone out walking.
She announce this to me this morning as I caught her dusting off her walking boots, which have lain dormant in the back of her wardrobe since the late nineties like the larva of some odd relative of the Mayfly.
I accept that this is not the best simile that has ever flitted across my keyboard. It would be a very odd insect indeed, which emerged from its larval for as a fully fledged lady’s size 5 walking shoe. Indeed, if this were to happen I might need to depart from my deep-seated Darwinian views and convert to one of the world religions. Although I’m not sure that any of the big faiths, have a belief system that incorporates beliefs of boots emerging from cocoons.
But if you know of one. Let me know.
I’m in.