...and if you don't - what's stopping you?
Time was when young people strolled around town with no shoes and socks on. In a remarkably short space of time the skin on one's soles thickened up, and, provided you avoided glass and dog poo (much more in evidence then than now) all was well.
I've never quite got out of the habit. From time to time I'll wander out to put out the garbage, or call in the cat with my pinkies naked to the world. If somebody comes home late in a taxi I'll go out and meet them, sans shoes and socks. I'll take my shoes and socks off in the park, or by the seaside, and not worry about putting them on again if I'm going across the road for an ice cream.
How about you? Does you take your tootsies out for an airing, or are you one of those sad souls who believes that feet have no place in public life?
Time was when young people strolled around town with no shoes and socks on. In a remarkably short space of time the skin on one's soles thickened up, and, provided you avoided glass and dog poo (much more in evidence then than now) all was well.
I've never quite got out of the habit. From time to time I'll wander out to put out the garbage, or call in the cat with my pinkies naked to the world. If somebody comes home late in a taxi I'll go out and meet them, sans shoes and socks. I'll take my shoes and socks off in the park, or by the seaside, and not worry about putting them on again if I'm going across the road for an ice cream.
How about you? Does you take your tootsies out for an airing, or are you one of those sad souls who believes that feet have no place in public life?