Essay in pink.
Ahead of me in Mount Sion is a spry, very small, old lady. Hers grey hair is cropped short. She is wearing shorts and boots, and carries on her back a large rucksack. She has slightly bow legs with which she achieves a brisk pace.
As I leave the health food shop I catch sight of a bottle of shampoo. Apart from the word shampoo on the label and given equal prominence is the word "Barefoot". Close inspection reveals that Barefoot is a brand. But for a moment I play with the idea of a shampoo for feet. If I remember correctly Hobbits have hairy feet. I suggest a connection to the health food lady, who smiles without humour.