I promise you I tried on every single variation that Scats had to offer, hoping that the £9.50 pair would somehow prove to be more comfortable than the £160 pair. Sadly not, so after much deliberation (which involved repeated pacing of the clothes isles wearing odd pairs of boots in order to compare the comfort factor of one with another while L trotted along behind me saying things like "how long does it take to buy a pair of wellies mum?" and, "you've been here ages") I finally succumbed to the most expensive pair in the shop. Typical. For that price I'd at least expected gold plating or a welly bag encrusted with jewels, but no. Natural Rubber and Neoprene. They do, at least, feel like slippers, which is something, and they also boast a label that promises "anti-fatigue" when you wear them. Perhaps this explains the exorbitant price- I will never again get tired whilst out walking in them, or, when I do get tired they will take over and do the walking for me.
Because of their high expense I thought they deserved to be shown off from a variety of angles so you can assess them properly. What do you think? M thinks I have officially gone cuckoo. It was incomprehensible enough for him when I spent £120 on a pair of slinky heels from LK Bennett, so the idea of me returning the lighter by £160 and the heavier by a pair of wellies from Scats of all places completely mystified him.
I have to say I don't think they look like they cost £160, but perhaps this is the reality of modern welly chic.
Right, on to more sensible things.
It rained and rained and rained here yesterday so everyone in the garden got very soggy indeed. They were still out on the feeders though and I was pleased to see that my homemade coconut halves are going down well, particularly with the nuthatches and woodpeckers (still no sign of their children though).
The goldfinches have returned to their tray feeder (minus their child).
The Sparrow Girls are doing well and are becoming more adept at their flying, and Mr and Mrs S are increasingly leaving them to their own devices.
We've also had a couple of visits from this very shy Stock Dove, who I think is rather beautiful.
But I think the "Cleverest Creature In The Garden" award this week surely must go to our resident squirrel, who, during the worst of yesterday's downpours, worked out that if he/she sat inside the bird table he/she could avoid the ravages of the rain and eat away quite happily. Top marks squirrel.
Have a good day all,