Summary
So, we were in San Francisco, Tony Bennett's city by the bay, and we were just about to go out for a walk. This was at the end of October, a month when the West Coast's weather is notoriously unpredictable, as Indian summer turns into Hong Kong shower and back again at the drop of a San Francisco Giants baseball cap.
And since it had started to rain heavily (Albert Hammond once wrote a song called It Never Rains in Southern California, which is a bit like saying it never rains in Wales), I swapped my thin black loafers for my bulbous once-box-fresh trainers. This was sensible, I thought, because although I almost never wear them outside the gym (why would I?), I didn't have any boots with me, and it didn't make sense to wear leather shoes in the wet.See the full content of this document
Extract
Leave Your Trainers in the Gym, Sport
Not such a big deal, right?
Wrong, apparently.Now, I wouldn't say my family are shallow, but just as we were due to leave the hotel room, my wife and my two daughters suddenly looked at my fe...See the full content of this document
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