Briefly. H needed to get some shoes so we went to the shop that for years had a window display of shoes and none inside. You weren't able to pick up the shoes as they were either in the shop window or out the back in boxes. Now they have shoes inside piled high on shelves. You can't touch the shoes without gloves so as you go in, like all the other shops here you get a pair of those plastic gloves for buying fruit and then it's OK. Except this shop had run out of said gloves and only had the plastic feet version, the ones used so that your and other people's feet won't ever touch the sacred inner sole of the footwear. I did all this and after about two minutes gave up as the foot gloves kept falling off and my hands became a sweaty mess. It was also a moment of switching languages when I remembered that gloves in Dutch, handschoenen, is believe it or not translated into English as 'shoes for hands'.