Victoria is going on a road trip. Tomorrow. And a fairly typical gender issue, last minute matters with clothing or shoes arise.....in this case the heels of some favorite pair of boots needed repairing. Would I know if there is a shoe repair place in town?
Victoria needs to get out more. One street over, downtown Jarnac on the way from one of my Croissant suppliers to the butcher I go to, right there. Cordonnerie. The place that sells those funky slippers. Can't remember?
Could I please take them there, she is busy packing??? Packing takes ME all of five minutes. How busy can you be? Anyway.
So off I trot, glad to at least get the chance for a second Croissant this morning. Even if the shop could not fix the heels before departure, half a mission accomplished, for me anyway.
The lady who runs the repair shop took a quick look at the heels, understood that the boots are NOT mine ( a major concern I had going into this chore, I mean, already she sees me walking in with a Chihuahua on my arm....) and there is an urgency to the job. No problem, please come back at five. Ah, the pleasures of small town living.
And they were done perfectly. In time for the road trip.
SHOE REPAIR IN JARNAC
PLENTY OF WORK