"Behind you!"

My beloved walking boots disintegrated over the weekend, so I am breaking in a new pair.

This necessitates a coffee break half way through.

In fairness you don't have to break in walking boots like in the old days. They fit like a glove and I feel like I'm walking on air.

Post script at 11.30pm: I am remembering the amount of dubbin I had to rub into my first walking boots. They never really softened up. I always had horrendous blisters. So when I was about 14 my parents allowed me to ride when they were out walking. I did have my falls but it was so much better than wearing those boots.