Sunday, 6 April 2014

Why Do People Think It Strange When I Talk About Feet?

I was in the pub last night with a couple of friends. You know, just having a drink or two and chatting away and I mentioned I started up this blog. They asked me what the blog was about and I said "I'm glad you asked that" and started on about feet.

After about 10 minutes of me going on about it I was noticing that they've given me very strange looks which, I must admit, I can quite understand. Especially my bit about feet and the Bible which, I must admit, I don't quite understand myself.

Anyway, Andy was the first person to ask me this question even though I would imagine that everyone had that question in their mind at that time of night. And that question was "do you have a foot fetish?"

Nope. No. Certainly not.

My first post here mentioned that I don't find feet attractive and they don't really hold any interest to me except for the fact that they are very handy for helping me walk down the road.

I'm just interested. Being inquisitive is a good thing, in my mind. And, even if the subject of your inquisitiveness is a little strange, it's certainly not a stranger's a lot of things that shown on TV every night's under the title of entertainment.

And my research on the topic has brought up some other information which I found of interest.

Toe ring on Indian footDid you know that in certain parts of India having a toe ring is a sign of engagement or marriage? Where I am in the West, it's on the left ring finger but not over there.

This brings up other questions for example:

What happens when it's cold and you have socks and shoes on and you want to let other people know that you're married and not available to be picked up? Because I may be old-fashioned, but I thought that was the whole point of the engagement ring: to show that you are dedicated yourself to someone else and for others to keep away. This, of course, is for men as well after all, when you put wedding ring on its a sign that you've got a wife and are otherwise unavailable.

Well, that's my theory anyway.

I shall be doing a little bit more research wondering what happened when they're wearing their socks but perhaps they just didn't wear socks at all and wore flip-flops all the time. Who knows but inquisitive minds…

All the best, and its Sunday here so I hope you had a great weekend and speak soon.

Saturday, 5 April 2014

Feet according to the Bible

The Bible seems to have quite a lot to say about feet.

Foot being washed by JesusMost of it seems to be about subject yourself to the dominance of others whether it's God, your Lord King or, if your woman, at the feet of your husband.

Is a bit of a strange thought to me I must admit, we would prostrate yourself in front of anyone I've really no idea especially of your partner but then again, this was over 2000 years ago and perhaps anything went.

Perhaps I should have a word with my wife and mention Ruth 3:8 "at midnight the man was startled and turned over, and behold, a woman lay at his feet". What this means I have absolutely no idea but no doubt is a very deep and meaningful; too much so for my little mind.

Hebrews 12:13 seems a little bit confused when it was said "and make straight paths for your feet, so what is lame may not be put out of joint but rather be healed".

If I had a Sunday school teacher and I'm sure she would be completely ashamed to know me well at the same time discussing exactly what it meant with regards to life, the universe and everything.

Luke doesn't like to have sinners touch his feet, it seems:

One of the Pharisees asked him to eat with him, and he went into the Pharisee's house and took his place at the table. And behold, a woman of the city, who was a sinner, when she learned that he was reclining at table in the Pharisee's house, brought an alabaster flask of ointment, and standing behind him at his feet, weeping, she began to wet his feet with her tears and wiped them with the hair of her head and kissed his feet and anointed them with the ointment. Now when the Pharisee who had invited him saw this, he said to himself, “If this man were a prophet, he would have known who and what sort of woman this is who is touching him, for she is a sinner.” And Jesus answering said to him, “Simon, I have something to say to you.” And he answered, “Say it, Teacher.”

Personally, I would rather have a sinner touch my toes then somebody pure but then I suppose that says more about me than anyone else.

Back to searching for things about feet. What a strange pastime I've got.


Friday, 4 April 2014

What is it with feet?

Feet are strange things

Not strange in a bad way. How could they be negative? Well, I suppose they could be if the person the foot belongs to decide they're not going to wash them for six months and walk around in flip-flops and then I would imagine the amount of muck and dirt would get a little bit overwhelming and that's not even talking about the smell.

I mean normal feet. Clean feet. Nice feet

Feet that you would be happy to take home and meet your mother who is having a nice cup of tea and cucumber sandwiches with the vicar.

After all, your feet make it handy if you to walk to actually see your mother even if you're using your car you're likely to have to leave the car door and walked down the pathway. Just think how much more difficult that would be if he didn't have feet you might not even be able to use a pogo stick. A space hopper? Possible.

But not likely.

Anyway, as I say, I like feet.

There was some design flaws of course. Why were they made so ticklish? And why is it so easy to stub your toes against something hard and painful? Perhaps when humans two came out some of these problems will be sorted out.

Until then, we will have to put up with these little problems.

Of course, the big problem with feet is…

Why are some people (women) so insecure in their fleet? Why do they have to get so many different pairs of shoes? Aren't their feet nice enough to go without shoes? Or Even Perish the Thought, not have 57,000 pairs of shoes in their cupboard? It's a bit like the revenge of the Imelda Marcos clan getting back to us.

Thinking about it, I'm a little bit squeamish when it comes to fleet. You look at a gorgeous lady who is beautiful in every way and then you look down at toes.

Corns and calluses and a little toe that is almost disappeared and the big toe hiding under the rest and that thing right on the back just above the heel. What is that all about?

Perhaps I would feel more at ease if everyone just wore trainers all the time especially if they've got nice, thick socks as well then I would have to see their toes.

That's a thought for another time. Enjoy the toes and have a tickle for me.