VIRGINIA IRONSIDE
Take the weight off your feet
Q Having spent a year wearing soft shoes, I was due to lunch at my club recently, which meant putting on proper lace-ups. It was a lovely day, so I walkedfrom Sloane Square to St James’s Street. Fine. But when I left, I found that both heels were bloody and gouged out with giant blisters. I shuffled about in agony until I caught a bus home. I have been hobbling all week. So, dear oldies, please wear in your post-lockdown
