Sounds like you lot should get together and form a cult.
I don’t even have a phone. (It hasn’t been invented in 1415).
Regards,
Melancholic Albrecht.
Sorry to hear you’re melancholic at present AD, here’s some news that might cheer you up, today I tracked down a missing pair of socks without the use of the Big Box. They’d been filched by my greedy OH who clearly didn’t have enough of his own socks. But I made a commando raid on his sock drawer and there they were, hidden away under the holey old ones that he’s not yet got around to putting in a charity bag. So there’s hope for all errant socks.
And I don’t know what you mean ‘form a cult’. I started my own years ago. Admittedly it’s a little thin on members (at its height I counted two followers but they’ve both defected to the Jehovahs Witnesses, so at present there is only me) but you just have to be positive about things. It’s an easy thing to start a cult, you just need a few oddball theories, steal a few bits and bobs from existing religions, write down some rules for members to follow, set up a guru or prophet, find a few well heeled followers to fleece and there you go. After all, everyone has to start somewhere, look at Scientology, the Moonies or Christianity. All began as simple little cults. So I’m very positive about the future of ‘Ssssues Holy Unitarian Family of Adventists, Abraham and Buddha’. It’s really very inclusive. Would you like to join? You only have to sign over all your current assets to me plus tithe 15% of your children’s annual income for life. How about it?
Sue
Always write down the important things in one place so that if the brain fog hits, you still have passwords etc. But of course, you need to hide it from prospective burglars.
I bet you have spotted the flaw in this, haven’t you?
Whole day wasted looking in and under things.
Lots of socks found though. Any takers?
Dear Sue,
When you said you made a “commando” raid, are you sure you were looking for a sock drawer? As for your cult, “SSSSHUFAAB” (?) it hardly glides off the tongue does it?
I’m an enormous cult. (I know it’s a Kenneth Williams line but I’m going for it anyway). People stop in the street and point to me and say, “Look, it’s that cult from the television”.
I’m not aware that you need “members” to have a cult. Isn’t it something more like a phenomenon? A meteor doesn’t have to have followers to make an impact. As for my children’s inheritance I blew that years ago. Invested in malt whisky and Cuban cigars. Nothing left now for the little buggers to waste on stuff like food and rent.
As for your friend Teal, sounds like you’re a perfect fit for Sue’s cult. Nothing like a fruit named after a species of duck to round off a group meeting.
Just for the record, I’m not interested in everybody else’s socks, only my own. Please stop cluttering up this Forum with your dreary anecdotes otherwise I’ll be on to Admin like a rat up a drainpipe.
Yours with seasonal Best Wishes,
“Azza”
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Ooooh, get you with your ‘my socks are more important than your socks’, ‘I am a cult’ and thus have no need to start one off. ‘My anecdotes are more worthy than yours’.
Well stuff you and your seasonal greetings ‘Azza’!
Yours, with all the usual good wishes to your family, pets, etc
Sue
Ooooh, get you yourself.
With your “usual” good wishes to my family. As for my pets, I only have 14 cats. And, yes they all match up in pairs. Two Siamese, two tabbys, two Manx and so on. And they are all called Sox, it helps a feeding time.
Yours, with all the usual etc,
Ant
Ant, Are you missing a ‘black tom cat’. 4am - this morning - [yes there is such a time] my dogs started going apeshit. Woke me up with a start. l came down stairs - telling them to shut up - as l thought it was probably a fox peering in at them through the glass doors. But no- On the kitchen window sill was a black cat - looking rather annoyed at 4 large dogs all barking mad. 2 Rotties a deerhound and a Romanian shepherd. What a mess - as all my pots of herbs etc were all scattered on the floor and in the sink. l opened a window and shoved the poor puss out. Then waited a few minutes before letting loose the hounds. The only way that cat could have got in - was through an upstairs bathroom window - by climbing onto the leanto roof. The door into the kitchen has a small square cut out at the bottom as a cat flap [without the flap].
My ‘resident’ cat - Eartha Kitt - must be bringing home ‘admirers’ - the little tart.
Was he wearing an eyepatch?
Yes - on both eyes.
Maybe he was more of a cat burglar, or if the patch covered both eyes he sounds like a highwaycat.
Sue
I suppose your cats would be called ‘Sox’!
Have you ever thought about getting some kind of professional help with your sock obsession?
S
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I get the feeling that some of you aren’t taking me seriously these days.
I think I’ll have a word with Oliver Admin, when the weekend is over, about vetting the more incredulous comments. I’ve heard that Mr Admin (any relation to Idi Admin, that notorious African despot? Just a thought.) doesn’t muck about when it comes to wielding the old blue pencil. We’ll see who’s laughing by Tuesday!
It’s probably worth stressing, at this time of year, that socks are not just for Christmas. With careful domestic management some can be retained in pairs until as late as March or April.
Yours, with all the usual etc,
Ant
When l was a young lass - l had a T-Shirt - with a photo of ldi Amin on it - and a slogan saying ‘Am in d Mood’. My dad was not happy about me wearing it. Could have been about 53yrs ago!
This is exactly the sort of trivialisation I’m talking about. If you want to chat about T-shirts you should look on another forum.
A.
l do look at other forums - and ones that actually talk about treatment that help enormously with MS. Vitamin D Protocol North America. High dose Vitamin D. Biotin for Progressive MS. MS Recovery. And also Atlas Re-alignment. And l have been doing them all. Feeling much better - no fatigue - walking about more. Atlas re-alignment made a huge difference - and l was very sceptical - afterwards l was able to lift left leg - and even balance on one leg. Turn my head round to look behind me - [should be able to join a panto now] All this after 34yrs of struggling with PPMS.
Now looking for a t-shirt with Marty Feldman on it. Might get one printed saying Marty Feltham. [Says she sticking out her 36DD’s]
and her tongue!!
Love ya.
Dear Ant,
So this forum, and specifically this thread is where we can discuss socks. And no other items of clothing.
But only those belonging to Mr Durer. Who I might add is very careless about his sock husbandry. Judging by his frequent losses, he is either short on marbles, or rather negligent when washing, drying and/or pairing his socks.
Personally I feel rather sorry for the socks in question, if I belonged to Mr Durer (and assuming I were a sock), I would be looking for a new home very soon after Christmas.
And if Oliver Admin, or Oliver Amin, or Idi Admin, or whoever else wants to wield his blue pencil on any of my remarks, all I can say is, ‘do unto others as you would be done by’, or words to that effect.
Meanwhile, should any space garments want to air their views about T shirts, I think they should be allowed to, here or wherever else they so choose.
Yours, in fondness and kind wishes to all the little Sox’s (I’m not at all sure that’s grammatically correct but, what the hell)
Sue
Ooooooooooooooooooooh!
I will see spacemen in a new light from now on. I’ll never be able to look at another astronaut ever again without the overlapping image of 36DDs.
I’m ruined! This is no way to treat an impressionable young man. I’ll be traumatised for life.
I’ll never sit the Civil Service exam now. And I was destined for a stellar career in the Foreign Office too. Astronomy has now closed it’s doors to me because of the visual shock. I’d already given up any hope of a life in mathematics or satanism (same thing) because of my hexakosioihexekontahexaphobia.
And if that wasn’t enough I’ve been expelled from the Institute of Chartered Accountants for my unique method of double-entry booking.
There’s only one thing for it. I’ll have to go into politics. Have I sunk so low?
See you at the Polling Station then.
A.D.
Will you be changing your name to Trump!
Blasted brain fog! I have just been dog sitting at my son’s house. I went up to the local shop to get some bits and bobs for them and also whilst I was there bought them some really nice new socks as their socks are worse than mine! Got them back, laid them out on the bed and suddenly realised I hadn’t bought any for me. So I am still wearing my one and only pair of nasty popsocks (an ex boyfriend used to call them sex killers ha ha) that are keeping me going till some brain messages actually get into gear.
The sock buying and sock balance continues.
Interesting to read A.D. that you were expelled from the ICA. I was once sacked for going on holiday so got a job in the next office down from the miserable man who sacked me.
Oh joy to the world, here we are again another week and that lovely frost makes everything look so pretty. I am going to stop in, put the heating on this morning (wey hey really pushing the boat out now), feed the robin and the blackbirds and watch tat on tele. I might even prize the frozen washing off the line that is now dangling on the floor. Hey ho.
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Dea Hebe
I’m confused. Or brain fogged.
Did you buy new socks for the dog? And at the same shop buy socks for yourself?
And does your sock collection really only consist of one pair of pop socks? If so, it doesn’t actually deserve the name ‘collection’!
Also, to be honest, I can’t say that slipping into a saucy pair of pop socks would really make even the most avid sock fetishist excited. But I could be wrong, maybe ask AD?
Glad you’re keeping warm. Maybe you could do with some nice new thick snugly socks to keep your feet warm!
Sue