You were there Friday nights. There to hold me And my foot Just right You danced And gave me life Made my hips swirl when we Slipped on ice. My shoe Shiny black With a pointed toe And three inches Like winter snow Gave me height Because I am small Gave me life. That was the death Of you. My broken shoe You'll be replaced But you are the one and only shoe. Well, not quite (especially the snow bit) but during a lunchtime outing down to Deansgate I lost the heel off one of my favourite boots down a nick. Have just about managed to hobble back to my desk now and I suppose the up side of this incident is that I have an excuse to buy some NEW shoes (like us women need an excuse)!!!! Anyway, just to make me feel better has anyone else had anything this disasterous (a broken shoe is disasterous to most women I assure you :roll: ) happen to them recently?