Adisox

Not an especially photogenic sort of day, doing various jobs while the carpenter made the shower room wall reach all the way down to the floor - it's the little details that make all the difference in construction.

The magic fairy that takes my washing away and returns it all nice and clean had delivered a particularly large pile of socks.  Back in the day we had a vague scheme where I settled on Adidas socks and others on different makes/styles - making sorting easier when there were five of us to sort into.   That said, it would seem the cheeseminors soon settled on wearing any socks that passed their way as long as they didn't match...