Finn Henry

After we had been to the shops Finn started talking about his shoe at some length. That was when I realised we were one short when it came to sandles on feet. I figured it must be in the car as I would have noticed if I had wrestled a one-footed toddler into the car.

I figured wrong.

The spot we had was really close to the entrance I knew that I wouldn’t get another spot that good in a hurry and didn’t much feel like searching in and around cars with a toodler in tow. My plan was to go back once all the shops closed and see if by some miracle it was still there.

A few minutes ago my mobile rang. Not only had someone found it and called the name on the tag but it was someone from his childcare centre who realised they knew Foozley (bless all their cotton socks). So she’ll take it into work tomorrow and we’ll collect the perfectly fitting sandle from there.

So hoorah for helpful folk.