They make me feel like Dorothy – perhaps if I tap my heels together they will take me home.   
Red Midas shoes, circa 1986. Bought in Harrods, I have had years of wear and hopefully many more.  
Pied a Terre, 1992. Fenice, Clifton Bristol. Lovely Philip used to come to my house to show me all his new styles.  
These kitten heels are glamourous. Symbolising everything I'm hoping my life can still be.  
We used to roll around our stalls together.  
He was kept waiting for a sitting and started on her gardening boots to fill in the time.  
We parade dressed from head to toes in green leaves...  
My tango shoes are very hard to dance in.  
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