Pair those socks for me Arnie, just a few to be getting on with.
Posted on May 10, 2015, in Uncategorized and tagged Doodlemum, Family, Life, Pen and Ink, Sketchbook, socks. Bookmark the permalink. 10 Comments.
Awww poor Evie. Hope she's feeling better soon!
Ah God Bless her... I hope you feel better soon angel. xxx
Hope you'll feel better soon
Och, the puir wee soul!
Ninja was one of the original chicks we hatched a few years ago, she's a rubbish layer, she's always
She looks like a dedicated mum! Good luck Ninja! :-)
Being a surrogate has to be cool. Good luck Ninja.
Ahhh... she's a STAR! ;) xxx
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There’s my sock troll…… lol
I think I may have the other halves to some of the odd pairs. Unbeknown to us all socks are keen on exchange programmes and will swap half a pair at a time. It’s just a shame the sock left behind can’t provide us with a forwarding address.
Brilliant!
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I have a box we call the Home for Orphaned Socks.
A game of ‘Where’s Wally’ would be easier.
Sock snap! my most hated part of laundry…only good bit is that once its done…its done!
Lovely, lovely socks- so much cheerier to look at than the dreary weather and even drearier conservative P.M! Thank you, Angie, for providing such a colourful distraction- sorry I can’t help to pair them up, but who said socks have to match, anyway? Don’t opposites attract in the sock world?! I used to fancy a boy like mad when I was 15, mostly because he wore
( deliberately, I suspect, he was a real poser), really bright, odd socks to a school where black was the standard. Throw caution to the wind ( but try not to throw out the socks or Arnie), and let your family experience the gay abandon of odd ( and odd sized) socks!
We used to have a lost sock drawer. Usually did not find the missing ones.
can you really ever find matches for all of those? I can’t. Ever.