Jeanette Orrell, ‘Plimsolls’, stitched object, 2010. Photo: SJH. The plimsolls belong to my eldest daughter, Honey. She loved them and wore them until the soles were almost worn through. On coming back from a holiday with her friends this summer she declared they were ?done?. She was full of stories about the holiday and the plimsolls became a vehicle for the stories to be told. The work came from wanting to capture that moment of her life as a physical memory. They capture the moment where my daughter took the transition from one world to another. The stories are stitched onto the surface of the shoes, the shoe itself tells stories which trace the passage of time for the wearer.