Hey shoemakers!
You work so hard.
Thankfully the heroic cobblers Saint Crispin and his unimaginatively named younger brother, Crispinian died in horrific martyrdom so you could put your feet up and have a little drink or two today.
Go on. Put your feet up. You've earned it.
For the rest of us non-cobblers mark this day by not bothering a cobbler. Maybe you could not wear a shoe or two or just give your shoes a rest, perhaps don't tie those pesky laces.
Have fun!