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Baby new potatoes. Dr B. just told me I have baby new potatoes instead of toes.
The sad bit is that he is absolutely right. My feet are not exactly what you would call slender or suave. So when a friend of his was showing off his new shoes the other day, and said he usually buys footwear in Italy because they Italians have slim and gracious limbs, I begged to differ and presented him with my Fred Flintstone feet, stylishly sporting my sensible Birkenstocks sandals. That shut him up. Now I have a hobbit name to go with my hobbit feet. Just call me Polo (Mr Chubb-Baggins if you're nasty).