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an ordinary life

I am approaching the second toe of a long overdue pair of birthday socks.  I have been distracted by freewheeling machine embroidery, encouraging remarks (thank you everyone) and the market economy.

With all of this in mind, last week, when Fred showed me the most recent hole in his Isle of Wight socks (year 6 school trip) I casually suggested that because of time constraints we may have to purchase some socks from a Shop. You know the sort that are readily available in packs of 3, 5 or 7 striped or plain, cotton blend… Ordinary.

We did it, together we chose a pack of 5 stripy, cotton blend socks. Success I thought. But the socks have been rejected, they are too thin, too tight or too something.  The Something cannot be clearly defined but it is not a good something, ‘they are just not normal’

So a deal has been done; in return for a good boxed set, a bottle of Rioja and a clear floor….

gdf letter!

I will get out the hereditary darning mushroom and more sock yarn will be chosen.

 

One reply on “an ordinary life”

Good plan, the socks and the love that goes into the making thereof will be remembered always by your family

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