Pearls of wisdom from an octogenarian who’s seen it all…
Why do I have a drawerful of odd socks? I don’t buy odd socks. I don’t make a habit of taking off one sock and leaving it somewhere random. I don’t make a hole in one sock of every pair.
So where do the single socks come from?
Some of them aren’t even from pairs I have ever owned.
Does the washing machine eat socks?
Is there a sock fairy stealing them?
I have no bloody idea.
But what I do know is that there’s only one way to deal.
Just wear pairs of odd socks and insist it’s the height of fashion…
I think socks have a life we know nothing about, Eleanor…
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