The weather man was right, again. Scattered showers arrived
on time. Made it too damp to get out for a lunchtime walk. Oh well there’s always tomorrow.
A couple of months ago daughter number two introduced me to
a Facebook game called Odd Socks. Gist of it is to match up pairs, discard
others and earn points and progress through different levels. All the while taking
and swapping socks with other players. So
why am I writing about a Facebook game? I’ll
tell you why, it’s because during the last few months there have been no odd
socks in our washing. I used to always buy The Man lots of pairs of socks all
of the same colour. That way they would always match. In theory it was good, in
practice not so. There was always an odd number of socks at the end of folding
up the washing. The last few times I’ve bought him socks they have been
decorated with different coloured toes and heels and others with the days of
the week. I do wonder if these socks have a sort of homing instinct as there hasn’t
been an odd sock in the washing for a long time now. On another not the coat-hanger population has remained
static for all that time too. I red somewhere that socks are the pupae form of
coat-hanger.
bwahahahaha
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