Whenever I hear people refer to the New Balance factory in Flimby it takes me back to what I now call ‘The CBeebies Years’. I spent more years than I can actually remember at home with my young sons and the word Flimby sounds like a lost character from ‘In the Night Garden: The Prequel’ or summat. Or a cousin of the Tweenies, twice removed.
Or maybe I’m talking conkers again.
Anyway, you don’t come on here to read about kids tv, you come here to read about dead nice coats and shoes. And these New Balance fall into the latter category (lattergory?) perfectly. In the days of collaborations galore, it’s nice to see a good solid pair of English-made New Balance get a bit of love. And hugs and kisses too, probably. No touching though.