comes to the rescue. Remember the song - and now we've walked one thousands miles. I guess my socks have walked more than that. I hate change and so it was with deep sadness that I had to give up the ghost of the old socks and am wearing a new pair of shooting socks which Anna got from Jeremy Carter's for me ages ago. Not that there is anything wrong with the new ones -they are very comfortable. Shame the old ones have got such large holes in, they barely resembled socks any more. They haven't finished their life yet as I have tied knots in them and have given them to the chocolate cocker pups to play with. A good pair of socks are hard to find.
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