Anita got me a pair of crocs a couple of years ago, and they live on the doorstep. I put them on whenever I go into the garden or put the bins out. I never venture beyond our boundary in them, because I have a modicum of self respect.
In the late 70s I used to wear baseball boots made by a firm called Rucanor. They were like a heavy-duty version of Converse "Chuck Taylor" All Stars, but only £15, while Converse at that time were nearly 30 quid (very expensive back then, they're only about £40 now). I'd wear them with "drainpipe" jeans and either a mohair sweater or cap-sleeve t shirt. It was as close to "punk" as I got, though really I probably looked more like an extra from West Side Story :doh:

