It is definately a British thing for men to bare their feet and chests whilst walking around a town centre in August.

Frankly I hate it but hey, if people want to display their lack of style and class so openly it’s up to them. After all, it only makes those of us making an effort look better!

I suffered two nasty blisters in June and as a result started wandering around bare foot (I work from home if I’m not on site you see). Feeling the grass between my toes, the warm patio gently heated from the gorgeous weather and a cool breeze dance over my footsies was incredible. It took my back to when I was a bit younger (I’m only 22 now) and used to play football in socks or bare foot.

I now only wear shoes and socks if I have to go outside. Or unless it’s a bit chilly. I purchased some awesome flip-flops from Joe Browns. My last pair were purchased for going to/from the pool in Spain for a holiday and had a bottle-opener on the sole (it was rubbish) and chucked once this was discovered. I have ugly feet (flat feet I should say) and wouldn’t dream of wearing my flip-flops in public, but this new found foot-freedom is superb.

..plus my trainers needed a wash and ponged a tad, which in turn meant my feet could get a bit whiffy if I was wearing them (the trainers) for long periods of time. Take that, trainers!