28th April 2004 | Shoe Whore

I’ve just realised what a shoe whore I am. Nine pairs of kicks (not including three decommissioned pairs in the cupboard, on standby for painting or skating) is just far too many for a man to have.

One more pair (which’ll most likely be Air Force One HTMs when I find a stockist) puts me in to double figures and makes me the male Imedla Marcus of Berkshire, which is a title worth striving for, surely?