New shoe

Due Owing to the rain of the last couple of days, I have discovered that my black shoes leak. So, I got these new ones. Comfortable, and smart enough for kilt or suit.

They now star in today's random bookshelf blip.
It's this kind of visceral excitement, the adrenaline-fuelled thrill-ride, that keeps people coming back to this blipjournal, I know! That, and the scintillating wit, the coruscating satire and hoping against hope that there may be a self portrait again, one day.

Tune in tomorrow, when the saga continues!!!
Who is Professor Nutweasel?
Which twin is the REAL father of Gertrude's baby??
Does your chewing-gum lose its flavour on the bedpost overnight???
Don't touch that dial!