"People wearing coats makes it look cold"

On a May morning I was walking to the train station, girlfriend in hand, and it was a cold, windy day. Remember it was over 20 degrees a few weeks ago? Well, this was the following week when our thermometer was hitting an impressive 8 degrees in London. There was a bitter wind, and I had salvaged my thick shirts from the other end of the wardrobe; it was that cold. I ventured outside on a daring mission to hand my University coursework in. Living just yards away from the Thames means that our little area of Woolwich gets hit by even stronger, unprovoked winds. And in the bitter wind, I at one point even had to do the zip up on my coat; not an easy task in the wind.

In our walk to the train station, we walked towards two female teenagers; the sort that often get branded as 'yobs' and 'chavs' in the media. They were quietly gossiping amongst themselves. I had stopped to do my coat up in view of the pair, with my bag banging against my leg. We continued on, and just as we began to pass them, one of the two women erupted, and with added profanities, stated that:

"People wearing coats makes it looked cold!"

Like British people do, me and the other half carried on walking past, quietly bemused. Her sentence then began to properly sink in. "People wearing coats makes it look cold". That is what she said. I looked back. I looked forward. Again I turn backwards. SHE was wearing a thick coat with fur bursting out of it. And Ugg boots. She looked like a bear who had stumbled  onto a make-up counter in a department store. I was wearing a thin blue coat and Converses. I was dressed correctly for the weather, whereas she was dressed for freezing temperatures, and SHE has the cheek to moan about me wearing a coat.

Hmm, So What Have I Left To Write About... Feet?

You can tell I have began to run out of blog ideas because this blog is about my foot problems, so I am sorry for boring you with what I should really be consulting my doctor with. I can list three current problems that I am having with my feet, which cause me pain and makes walking less comfortable. An ingrown toenail is one thing, multiple blisters is another and also having a bruised ankle bone, making it impossible to walk without limping.

I know a lot of my problems are caused by wearing shoes of the wrong size. Length wise, my foot is a size 10, but the width of my foot makes it a size 11, thus meaning I have to wear size 11 shoes. That is what causes most of my problems I believe. The ingrown toenail is a result of insufficient support around my toes and the blisters caused by my foot sliding around in my show. My bruised ankle however is a result of not having a big enough bed and I keep kicking my bedroom units in my sleep.

Looking around on the Internet for help isn't much use either. For an ingrown toenail they just tell you to keep washing it. Should washing not cure it though, they say the next step is to have part or the entire toenail cut away in a 'Painful, but safe procedure'. People, who know me, will know I don't cope with pain particularly well, and usually makes my stroppy and miserable, so if they think I'm bad now, they haven't seen anything yet.
Today in the post did come some nail softener, which was brought off the Internet last week. Usually I wouldn't buy medication or any form off the Internet whether it is cream or tablets, but in this case - I did. The label on the bottle is written in another language, apart from one sentence which tells you how to use it. 'Put two drops of the nail softener on the affected area twice a day'. This is as well as me smothering my foot with cream in an attempt to get rid of my blisters and the redness from my sore feet.

Someone suggested that I buy a pair of sandals and wear them, in an attempt to let my feet breath more, making them healthier during the summer. You can tell this person has never seen my bare feet, as they are not exactly the best looking feet, and they are not even symmetrical. On one foot, all my toes are curled up, and on the other they are all straight, meaning one foot looks bigger than the other. I also have incredibly hairy feet for some unknown reason, and should I wear sandals, people looking at my feet would think I had a foot transplant from a gorilla. Another thing is that an ingrown toenail isn't the prettiest of sights, so showing it off to the world won't be vastly appreciated, and most likely won't help with my mission of 'wooing' a woman into foolishly loving me.

I have had foot problems for years, and more than likely inherited it from my father who seems to always be complaining of foot problems. This isn't the first time I've had an ingrown toenail either. A few years ago I had one and was sent to a podiatrist who was useless and thus I have the problem again. Maybe I should go to the doctors again and take a list of problems I have, but it's just my yearly cycle. During the summer, most years I have at least one problem with my feet, and during the winter, I usually have a problem with my ears. I may as well just start getting used to it

As an attempt of saying sorry for this dull blog, I shall attempt another one tomorrow, hopefully a happier one.
Toodles m’dearys
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