Last week saw the Garden Press Event 2010, a gathering of around sixty companies, showing off their wares to garden designers and various media writers, journalists and presenters.
Old hands use it to meet friends, liaise with editors and, no doubt, focus tightly on their particular interests. Others, like me (or perhaps just me?) bounce from stand to stand like an enthusiastic puppy.
Old hands stroll out with a few items of interest. Others (er, me) stagger out under the weight of brochures, price lists, press releases and samples. So burdened was I that the ten-minute walk to Vauxhall station was out of the question; I had to take a taxi.
My purchase? Well, I’m not the only person to think them really useful. One of the organisers told the stallholders that they’d never sell them (the show being about marketing, not selling), but by the time I swung by half an hour before closing, most of the stock had gone.
Since then, I’ve cleared the pile of semi-useless shoes by the back door—the broken-backed slip-ons and leaky trainers. I can now nip across to the compost heap without soaking my socks. Why didn’t I do this before?
They’re made of EVA (a form of plastic). So primed was I by my surroundings that it took three attempts by the chap on the stall to make me understand that this is what Crocs (those inexplicably popular shoes) are made of, and not, as I was picturing, some hitherto unknown material used for crocks (as in pots).
And for all you gardening surgeons who are saying, “But they look like…” Yes, they are theatre shoes with photos applied. If you fancy playing doctor and ordering white with a strap, you can. Each pair costs £15 + £2 p&p from Backdoorshoes.
I’d just better not leave mine on the lawn, or I might never find them!