(continued) … and this is the second pair of shoes that my dad picked out. What I find interesting is that my dad chose two almost identical shoes. His view was that you cannot rely on a pair of strappy sandals on an Important Day. Also, he told me that I would look rather better in the high heeled version today than the low heeled version below. (My father has an inherent dislike of low heeled shoes which, he says, make women look odd). Knowing how much ceilidh dancing dancing was planned it was very kind of him to ensure that I did not end up in the floor. As it transpired, neither were worn on the day. If I ever get round to sorting through the multitudes of boxes of shoes & detritus in my garage, I may be able to share the shoes that I did wear with you plus some ceilidh photos.