It’s simply too, too obvious to put a ‘getting the horn’ based title up, so I shall resist. Regardless I flatly refuse to put a shoe on without a horn. It’s an insult to one’s shoemaker, not to mention undignified. These colourful little fellas from Church’s (click) are therefore a boon, no?
I warn security at airports that they’ll need one to hand before removal, a sort of horn ultimatum. That puts the boot on the other foot of this power dynamic. Yeah. Regardless, I right fancy one of they (in the Bristol vernacular).
Immersion in whole co-respondent scene has made me think perhaps co-res shoes should come with a matching shoe horn for swift exits from Brighton/Gstaad hotels room. More of this sort of adventurous tooling up later.