Batamini Story

This day I was having a chat with a very dear friend of mine. We got talking about Batamini and how many shoes I might have (I have no idea actually, I’ll try to do a count) and a painful memory came to mind.

A few years ago, we (my family and I) were moving into another house in England. We decided to do this move whilst I was on holiday in Nigeria with the kids (I hate moving houses). On returning to England into our new home, I discovered that my shoe room looked a bit lighter than normal (we always made room for my shoe collection). I didn’t think much of it and just assumed I had probably left some shoes in Nigeria (we were also considering moving back to Nigeria then). Anyway one faithful day, I decided to wear a pair of foxy knee high boots I bought when I was in Munich Germany, gosh wish I had a picture to shoe you. I looked everywhere for these boots and did not find them. I settled for another pair of shoes, but all day I was disturbed and upset about not finding them (see I am very passionate about my shoes, I can’t even bear throwing old shoes away or giving them out). I got home that evening and was having a conversation with my dear husband. We strayed to my shoes and I told him that it’s weird me looking for these boots (I described it) and I had the shocker of my life.

He said “oh, those boots, I gave all of them to Oxfarm”.

I was gasping for air, I thought I was going to die of shock. I muscled up some voice muscles and asked as quietly as I could “what do you mean “them”?”.

He said “all the boots, we are moving to Nigeria soon so I thought you won’t need them”.

OMG if I could I would have beaten him up like no man’s business (I’m not promoting violence but hey...those were my shoes!!!). I was in shock and was teary eyed. I could not believe someone who loves me would do that to me.

I don’t know if I’ve forgiving him for that. He gave about 10 pairs of my shoes away, including the pair of Burgundy snake skin Knee high boots I bought when we got engaged in Paris in 2001. Oh did I mention some cloths as well. He thought I had too many and I was not going to need them. Erm, let me decided next time please.

Anyway, I thought I’d share this story this week and as I type this, I’m getting upset all over again.... till next time it’s Batamini (yes MY SHOES).

Please share your shoe story with me, send me an email at batamini1331@gmail.com lots of love.