I don't wear crocs pfr, but my lovely neighbours next door make me smile. They're very 'Norfolk' and seem to have only one very large pair of black crocs between them. The dad has them on most of the time, but I've seen his wife in them, and then his eighteen year-old son had them on in their front yard. But the funniest sight was their young daughter (she's a skinny fourteen) slopping along down to the village shop with the huge things falling off her feet. They're all adorable, we're lucky to have such delightful folk next door.