THE BEAUTEOUS BROGUE!
Let's not beat about the bush! Brogues are not for rogues - they are the fine footwear of gentlemen! Any women who is happy to be seen with a man clad in trainers has fallen so far, she can fall no further. The brogue is distinctive. It is welcome in art galleries and the finest restaurants. The trainer is welcome on the street...but scarcely off it! That alas, is where the slaves of trainerdom belong, in the accursed 'Valley of the Velcro' , where few have the ability to recognise let alone tie the humble yet proud shoelace.
If you come to Royal Tunbridge Wells please grace the Pantiles with a fine pair of brogues. Indeed I happily purchase mine from a shoe shop within this fair city - could one wish a better recommendation?!
So remember the watchword...
BROGUES ARE NOT FOR ROGUES!
Apologies if I have offended any ladies by revealing my ankles and lower calf. I do not wish to over-excite you. It shall not happen again. But do note the trouser turn-ups - yet another sign of gentlemanly good breeding!