Panic over... I have the boots.
Rang dhl whilst dh was in the garden with the boys.
And apparently the parcel was sent to my previous address by matches... And had been left with a neighbour.
Not sure how that happened, as the Superga got here fine.
So I left dsd (who can't cook) cooking tea and frantically drove the 2 miles to our old house.
And the parcel was still at the neighbours house (thank fuck)
I nearly kissed him, I was so relieved :o
The couple who bought our house were not very nice people, I doubt they'd have given the parcel to me willingly.
So the boots are very nice, but a little too high for me to wear day to day... and they'll be going straight back tomorrow.
I think I need a drink now...