First of all just in case you read the post after this one, I don't have a weird obsession with shoes it just happens that these too things about shoes came into my life at the same time.
Anyways In the depths of Heaton Park Newcastle there is a group of trees covered in peoples old shoes. There are a few stories about how they came to be, some people say that the graduates of Newcastle uni go to the park and sacrifice a pair of old shoes to the tree every graduation day, or some people just say that people chuck em up there for no reason at all or just to tees tramps (many tramps have died trying to reach the sacred shoes).
If you ever go to Newcastle forget the Angel of the north or the Millennium bridge, go and pay a visit to the shoe tree it is a magical place.
