It would appear we have to suffer for our art once more. My takeaway from fashion month, which yesterday switched from London to Milan, is that dressing up is back, which means that so too, in particular, are heels, proper ball-of-the-foot-flaying heels.

This news might make you happy or alarm you. If you are like me, it will probably evoke both responses at once. I adore fabulous fashion, and I love the idea of heels (so much so that I used to make tiny ones out of Plasticine when I was a little girl), but I have grown out of the habit of paying the physical price they tend to entail.

It’s not so much what has been on the catwalk over the past couple