Can't Go Back

When I was very young...about 2 or 3....my mom started taking me to the shoe store up the street to get good quality shoes for my screwed up little feet.
Today I decided to go back the the same store because I really need a good pair of shoes that hopefully don't cost an arm and a leg so to speak.....

While in Hamilton we wanted to go to our favourite butcher as well for some steak pies and toddy scones etc......

I couldn't find the shoe store but I knew he moved across the street a few years ago so while in the butchers I asked about it. Seems he moved yet again then was bought out be someone else:( While walking up and down this street that used to be so familiar I couldn't believe how different it is now. So cluttered and dirty and.....foriegn...I don't belong there any more...

So home again with my same old crappy shoes...and some yummy meat pies and blood pudding!!!