I only have one pair of shoes. This means I wear them for everything from weddings to trekkings, the Alps to Egypt. I’ve had the same pair for over three years now and recently commented on how impressed I was that after so much wear, tear and severe mistreatment they were still presentable enough to be worn to a job interview. But then something amazing happened: I took them to Glastonbury.

It rained a stupid amount on the first night which made the rest of the weekend a mudfest - as usual. My shoes got so utterly caked in mud that sometimes my foot was literally too heavy to lift and I had to try and scrape some of the mud off in order to continue walking! Well, it gives me great pleasure to announce that after a considerable amount of washing and scrubbing, they are now back to their original and entirely presentable state of suede black leatherness which, in my eyes at least, makes them The Best Shoes in the World Ever.

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