Now that's what I call clogs (2)

Of course, there are clogs and there are clogs, and then there's art. Which is how I'd describe these Robert Clergerie beauties. The wooden soles are 12 cm (five inches) high and narrow to a 2cm heel – that's less than an inch to balance on. Which also makes them lethal. The only person I've seen who can really clop about in these was my young friend Luke, aged 11. The rest of us can merely sigh and think respectfully of our ankles.