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�I was always mad on damming streams when I was a kid and the boots and the mud went ideally with that.�

�At home I went to clean and put food in our pigsty and helped my father in the garden and I was the first when we needed some water and some fruits from the wood so that I could wear rubberboots because it was necessary to wear them on dirty and wet ground. Later I worked in rubberboots and worked in a mining society every Saturday to restore an old mine for the public and some time cleaning from the city channel. I am searching always were I can wear rubber boots.�

�I did things where they would not look out of place eg.cleaning motor
bike, riding motor bike and gardening.�

�Sometimes I would wash the car for my parents so I could wear my boots
legitimately. I also liked to take the dog for walks in the park on cool wet
days so I could wear my turned-down rubber boots.�

�I went for rides on my bike to the countryside and seaside taking my boots with me in my bag. Once I was away from my house I would stop and put the boots on. This was often on hot sunny days but on my own and in places where no one knew me I didn�t care. I looked for places where there was water that I could play in. Once when I was fifteen years old I was building a dam in a river and another boy, a year younger than me, who also wore rubber boots, came and joined in. After about an hour of messing in the river we sat down for a rest and as we talked he turned over the tops of his boots. I thought that he was beautiful and before long we were wrestling together on the grass. We pulled off each others boots and,, as our feet were similar sizes, wore the other persons boots. After playing again in the water I had to go home. We swapped boots and I said that I would come back another day which I did several times but could never find my friend.�

"Sometimes when the weather turned nicer in the spring we would usually
go to the woods where it was muddy, so we would splash around in mud puddles."

"I remember wearing my boots to school one wet day when I was 14 year old and no-one else did. Nothing was said about my boots so I wore them again the next day even though it was dry. I felt pleased with myself so carried on wearing them until on the fourth day when at dinner time we were playing together and I fell over. A friend pulled off one of my boots and started throwing it to my other friends. They then held it over their noses and laughed about the smell. I felt embarrassed so did not wear them again."

"Often when the evenings were dark I would put my boots in my school haversack and tell my mother that I was going to a friends to do homework.
I would then go to a nearby park which was unlit and put on my boots and pretend I was a spy hiding amongst the bushes and walking in places that were out of bounds during the day.
I must confess that I got a big thrill out of walking amongst the flower beds, often containing freshly planted flowers, and destroying the flowers with my boots. It was also exciting if someone else came walking along the path and I would silently follow them through the park.
Once I was messing about in the flower beds and two men got quite close to me before I noticed them. They shouted at me as I turned and ran away. I heard them running after me and I was so frightened that I kept running till I got home only to realise that I was still wearing my boots and my bag with my shoes in was back in the park. I have never been so frightened as when I went back to the park to retrieve my bag and shoes."