The barefoot beauty in boots…

I am writing this from the Hilton hotel at Gatwick… Our home since yesterday afternoon – tomorrow I fly to Spain and on Friday Anadi is off to South Africa.

We arrived from Lanzarote and walked immediately onto another stage, another show, another scene in the play of our own lives… Anadi went straight to ‘the office’ and I came here to find Janey (Fligelstone) for a wonderful meeting, where our mixture of friendship and a professional exchange, was navigated with ease and fun, as well as G and T and cappuccino…!

Anadi and I had arranged to reconvene in bed, which we did – in our new abode, with a lovely big bed, and the added joy of a bath.

Today has been glorious fun, stepping through the West End, feeling like we had been dropped into a scene already in action and that we just had to improvise and get into step with it… And so this is how I came to find myself walking along the rainy streets in my bare feet, on paving slabs and cobbles, glistening damp but still warm enough to enjoy the feel on my soles…

I was taking Anadi to see the musical ‘Kinky Boots’ for his birthday treat… What sheer delight; every second was filled with pure joyous soaring energy; the message to be ourselves, fully wholly completely…

And this barefoot beauty left the theatres knowing that again some day she must don a pair of kinky boots herself, even if only to walk into a room, to enjoy the feeling of the leather on her thighs, the ever so high heels – and to joyously celebrate all the multi faceted aspects within her barefoot being…