There’s something about red shoes, but that could be because it's one of my fave Elvis Costello songs. It's certainly very Dorothy, very Wizard of Oz, and yet, we're-not-in-Kansas anymore. Especially since I was on the Victoria line to Finsbury Park. Anyway, I saw a girl in red shoes on the tube yesterday, dressed all in black but with her clickable heels to keep her happy. It made me smile. Of course you have to nick them off the Wicked Witch of the East first.
