Postal Boots

Holts in Camden is the best place to buy Doc Martens. I've been going there for over ten years and bought several hundred dollars' worth of shoes last time, just by accident. I went in for some laces and came out with these amazing George Cox, Red Suede Loafers....

The bloke sold me some Royal Mail doc's this time, which I wasn't sure of as, well, who wants postie feet? It's like having plod shoes or something....anyway, they are the first pair of docs I've have that haven't flayed my heels while I wore them the first time. I was so comfortable I could talk to the dullest TM in the world on the phone about his LD's travel plans without thinking about violent murder yesterday, which is a first. And any shoes that can simmer the endless, blackhearted rage rock my world.



I saw Duran Duran on Saturday in Central Park. I never thought I'd use the word "vintage" or "classic" to describe them but their singles were still really really good (I used to have a girlfriend who loved them when I was 18 but I was into the Jam and too cool for DD, even though I liked all the singles. The shame of it, it was a very Catholic, guilty pleasure). Simon Le Bon is sort of creepy though. He's pushing 50 and still talking like he's sexy and 25, which sounds a bit like a pervy uncle flirting with bridesmaids at a wedding. "Okay, this is for the ladies, who know what it's like to be wet..." His dancing is ridiculous too, which was an unexpected bonus and cheered me up. Back in the 80's one could be excused for some of those moves, they were "weird", "arty", "androidy" or something of the time. Now they just look daft, especially as done by a podgy 50 year old. John Taylor is still one of the coolest English pop stars, really. I suspect that Simon Le Bon is a little pissed off that John Taylor can upstage him so easily, mainly because when he did the band intros he gave everyone props but when he got to John Taylor he started the crowd in a chant of "play the fucking bass, John" which sounded a touch charmless....or is that just me?