There has been a degree of sniffiness concerning the photo of David and Samantha Cameron’s naked feet as they holiday at the Alcuzcusz resort in Andalucía, to celebrate their wedding anniversary, which was posted on the latter’s Instagram account. I don’t mean sniffiness in olfactory terms: the feet look well maintained, without a verruca in sight, nor any telltale rub-marks indicating that the Camerons are keen Croc-wearers.
So smooth and strangely arousing are the feet that I might start a conspiracy theory saying they don’t belong to the Camerons and that, in this era of fake news, we’re being fobbed off with fake feet. There’s also the suggestion that they only got their love-tootsies out because the Obamas did it first. But this is becoming far too complicated.
The harshest criticism (said to come from Tory HQ) is that Dave’s timing is questionable, what with the party he used to lead being in the last stages of an election, battered by negative polls, with a leader whose face suggests she has come down with a political version of locked-in syndrome.
After some reflection and a bit of snooping at the Camerons’ choice of holiday resort for chillaxing (“Jaime Parladé-designed interiors”, “saltwater swimming pools”, ooh, someone has decided to treat himself!), I’d have to concede that the timing isn’t great, but when is a good time to see a former PM’s feet? Did Churchill unleash his toes? Did Harold Wilson publicly entwine his bunions with Mary’s? While the public is resigned to seeing former PMs popping up here, there and everywhere, it’s perhaps best to spare us their naked feet.
