We get our stock from in store donations, van door-to-door bag drops and excess stock from other stores in the West Country. The only problem with this is that some of the stock gets lost in transit. I know this because of the amount of single shoes that materialise from the bags. At first, I assumed that the shoes had been donated singularly, perhaps from a person with one leg, but now that shoes without partners are such a regular occurrence, I have decided that there is either a shoe monster lurking in the bag pens or there must be another store somewhere in the West Country with the other shoe; and someone there trying it on thinking, ‘dammit’, just like me. We had a total of three spare shoes today. I am thinking of suggesting a mating service upon our bulletin board. Perhaps we could have a list, starting with Barnstaple: Size 4 Green Stiletto, etc., and ending in Wellington, size 6 black court, and so on and so forth. I loved the brand-new single shoe I found today so much, and it was such a perfect fit that the thought of having one did cross my mind, only briefly, as I tried to think of ways of getting around the problem. I considered hopping, and wearing odd ones, or cutting one leg off before eventually coming to my senses. I am thinking about putting it out for sale, as it is brand new, and if a customer asks where the other one is I will inform them that there isn’t another one, keeping an entirely straight face.