At 36 weeks pregnant and with ankles that wouldn’t look amiss on John Merrick, I’ve finally admitted that I’m not getting into any Westwood heels for the Christmas parties this year. In fact, there likely won’t be many Christmas parties for me at all. In a shoe shop earlier this week I found myself making a detailed comparison between the latest offerings from CAT and Timberland (CAT got big points for their fur lined biker boot reminding me of the old warehouse party Tank Girl days, Timberland scored with their knee high featuring corsetry lacing up the back).

As if buying all-terrain footwear wasn’t shocking enough, I bought the least attractive (by a long chalk) of two baby cradles I’ve been considering, and it was an oddly easy decision.

While I ached to have this gorgeous bit of Danish design from Leander in my house (no matter what its purpose), I’ve ended up going for this from Amby:

Why? Because all the research appears to suggest that the ugly duckling version is the better product. At least that’s the opinion I came to. Not a minute too soon I seem to have developed a mum gene. Hopefully a mum in funkster heels once I’ve got my ankles back. Which reminds me – why are most prams and buggies built for teeny, tiny people? More on that another time.

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