A Day in the Life of Boot: A pictorial essay

The boot in repose.

The boot in the office.

The boot at lunch.

The boot at drinks.

Attempts to rotate these photos failed, because blogger apparently don't see this as something that someone would need to do, ever.

The boot refused photos to be taken of it in the amusing "I just spattered paint on my boot the first day I'm wearing it" moment at work. Boot felt that this would both be demeaning, and the final confirmation of my insanity at my place of work, when I paused from the task at hand to photograph my footwear. The author wishes to acknowledge that the boot has a point.

A funny thing that happened to me

was when I pressed the button to make the traffic lights change colour and at that moment a sprinkler came on and sprayed my leg. The lights on Northbourne have ever been tardy, but I had not considered them to be booby-trapped.

Let that be a warning to those who cross Northbourne at Alinga.