I managed to find a cool pair of shoes for fifteen quid, so the crumbling relics were retired. Someone, who shall remain nameless (I'll just refer to her as mother), was so scared that I'd keep wearing those shoes out in public that she threw away all of my old shoes, even the ones that weren't in that bad a state.
Which was fine. I never really had any occasion to wear them... until today.
I've been redecorating the living room, which means getting splattered with paint and standing on top of a ladder for long periods of time. I didn't want to get my new shoes all painty but standing on a ladder barefoot really hurts if you do it for more than a few moments.
So I devised a new form of footwear - one which combines the disposability of flip-flops with the ruggedness of gaffa tape.
They were safe to wear on a ladder but not hugely comfortable and greatgreasyjesus! they hurt when you take them off.