Sunday, 14 March 2010

My Dear Friends

I love my friends!

Do you love your friends?

First I wanted to introduce my new friend "browny" to you but then I though, "Why just him?" I have many more friends and yet they've been great and humble servants to me for a long time. So they deserve to be mentioned here.

What can I say? We are always together. I don't even go out without one of them. They always keep a good company and try to comfort me in any circumstances. They don't moan, don't complain. For them I'm always the first, always above.

My first friend I'll introduce is an old one. He's been with me since 2006 May and it's a long, long time. We've been to many places, many trips, many parties and many different weather conditions together and he proved himself as a strong, reliable and comfortable friend.

His name is “My Brown Adidas”. He was a birthday present to me from my sister, Esra. I never had a friend like him before, so I wasn't so sure at the beginning of our friendship but in time he proved me wrong. He was with me when I left Turkey for first time and came to England! I was wearing him when I visited London first time. He came with me to cold Stockholm in April 2008 and to the Netherlands straight afterwards. He kept my company in Mayfield, in Hever Castle, in Austria, in first time in Maidstone, in Germany, in Eastbourne, in Dunorlan Park, in my second time in York, under the Winnie the Pooh Bridge, when we played kabaddi first time in Rye, Camber Sands, for many times for ceroc, in Bodiam Castle, on the top of Seven Sisters, in Groombridge, in Ramsgate for camping and in Canterbury on the way back, when I played cricket for first time, in my second tour around England through Newcastle, Edinburgh and Belfast, in Warsaw and Krakow, in Hastings, in Tunbridge Wells and so on. He had been my favourite fellow traveller for a long time and now he is retired. He'll stay with me but he will give himself to sporty activities like running and playing football. God bless you my dear friend.

My next friend I'd like to introduce is also an old one: “My Green Nikes”. He is not less as a comrade than My Brown Adidas. Funny thing, our friendship was actually arranged by my sister. We'd never seen eachother until my sister came over with him to our house one day. Complete match! I never regreted. He companied me on my first “on my own” trip around England and Scotland which I visited Oxford, York, Edinburgh, Highlands, Loch Ness, Liverpool, Cornwal, Plymouth, Bournemouth, Salisbury and Stonehenge. Ofcourse we've been to many other places and he's been an excellent friend to me. He has so many stories to tell. I'm sure there'll be many other places to visit together. God bless you too my dear friend.


I'd also like to remember 2 other friends who are not among us anymore. First of all “My Black Leather Converses” who was my choise for a tough winter in İstanbul over boots and he managed to came to England with me and took part in many trips such as Winsdor Castle and Brighton trips but like all Conversekind, he lost his life too soon. After him “My Shiny Football Boots” who served me so well in all sporty activities like football, running and even tennis. One day I left him on recycling box and he misteriously vanished. I'm so sorry my friend. I only hope they are happy where they are as they truly deserved...
Here my other friends' pictures. They all have their stories but there is too much to tell. There are many more who are not with us anymore and they don't even have photos. Pity...
My Converselike Peacocks. We met in Cardiff while I was travelling with Kasia in Wales. He filled the Converse gap successfully but now he is so ill. God bless you my friend.
 
My Smart Shoes on the left and Skinnies on the right. They both serve well in their areas.

My Extra Shoes. Although I don't wear him often, he companied me very friendly in cold Mayfield days in the house when I didn't have any slippers. We met in "first maidstone day" which also makes him special. 

Today look downwards and say thank you to them. Without them life wouldn't be so easy! Grab a clean cloth and wipe them for a second to show how grateful you are. Their smile will be your reward.
And finally, my new friend, the fresh blood of our team, Fablamaca proudly presents, “Browny”!
 Dynamic and Energetic!














and Sexy!
About stories to tell, I never realized that My Green Nikes literally had a story to tell me for a very long time because I'd never looked this close before this photo shooting. If you look carefully, you'll see...

Full writing: 'ONE MORNING IN 1971, BILL BOWERMAN WAS STRUCK WITH A GREAT IDEA, SITTING DOWN FOR BREAKFAST, HE SAW HIS WIFE'S WAFFLE IRON AND ENVISIONED USING IT TO CREATE SOLES FOR HIS SHOES. A FEW RUBBER CHIPS AND SEVERAL ATTEMPTS LATER, BILL SUCCESSFULLY MADEWHAT BECAME THE "WAFFLE SOLE". TESTING THE IDEA ON ATHLETES, THE SHOES PROVIDED LIGHT-WEIGHT TRACTION FOR RUNNERS EVERYWHERE. IN 1973, THE WAFFLESOLE WAS SOLD TO THE WORLD AS THE "OREGON WAFFLE" '

We'll say goodbye to you with a photo from our photo shooting which we enjoyed a lot. Thanks for reading and don't forget to say thanks to your "friends" today. 


2 comments:

Deni§e said...

That's exactly how I feel about my shoes, Fab!! They all have a story to tell but we are not good at writing as you are, so thanks for it ;)

fab said...

I'm glad we share the same feelings Deniz. =) Good news: A new friend joined the crew today!! I should edit my post. ;)

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