Soak it up at home

There’s no avoiding it: the chilly early summer enabled me to hide my feet in boots, runners, and, yes, even wellies, but it’s time for the big reveal — and it’s not going to be pretty. Still, there’s no getting away from it now — I have to dig out my summer sandals.

Don’t get me wrong, there’s nothing more I adore than the simplicity of sunny-weather footwear.

The problem is that my feet resemble something wizened and frightened. They are unnaturally pale — like they’ve been dead for the past nine months — they’re blighted with gruesome-looking skin, and my baby toenail is pretending it doesn’t exist. And I am not alone.