Friday’s Feathers: Mr. Yellow Feet

Snowy the egret strutted his stuff past my bathroom window. “Just so you know…..yellow feet are quite in vogue this year.”

The sight of his yellow foot gear brought back long-ago memories of  Miss Stone, my English Grammar School headmistress. I and my fellow pupils were quite intrigued by her somewhat scruffy attire. She invariably wore thick, yellow, ribbed stockings with her brown tweed skirt and a red cardigan which sported a hole in one elbow. I remember wondering whether she washed the stockings every night, ready for the next day. One day, my sister, whilst on her way to her singing lesson, spotted Miss Stone striding along the pavement, still wearing the same clothes, but with a spade over her shoulder. We assumed that she was going to dig in her allotment, not bury a dead body, but we never could be sure.

Wishing you all a pleasant weekend.