I was quite happy with putting up with odd socks until you two chipped in.
Now I’ve got sock envy!
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Now, unless Carraboy is also an immortal German Renaissance artist (who did some pretty spiffing art I must say), then they are most certainly not the same person, however their passion for socks matches.
And may I also say that wearing the same pair of favourite socks twice (or even more times) should not disqualify a person as a true sock aficionado - in my book. As long as washing said socks is included in the regime.
But regardless, I feel that one needs to indicate what or who they wish to see in the past or future to qualify for a Tardis trip. Thus however innane (or insane) Anthony’s desire to find out the whereabouts of his missing socks, it qualified. Wheras a poor 1000 years with no specifics might be deemed a little mundane.
Sue
Agreed. No more need be said. The blessed George can do very little wrong, unless you count the little misstep like marrying a very beautiful clever internationally renowned lawyer that is.
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Who has a spare Tardis?
I want to go back to 2005.
No MS, wife had no Parkinsons.
I took her to the Yosemite Valley, down the California central valley, across the Mohave Desert to Las Vegas, visiting friends and family for a few happy days.
That was about the last time we could both play tourists together.
Geoff
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socks envy and dyslexia can lead to spoonerisms, or is it spooning?
Mick
My proposed Tardis trip would be 2004, Brian Head ski resort Utah and the “Double aught (00)” ski run. The one and only time I skied faster than my amazing wife.
Then there was the other time in 1993 when we hiked to the top of the Jura and gazed at Mt Blanc in the distance whilst above the clouds.
I have a whole list of these sort of times, a bit like desert island discs I need to refine my list…
Thanks for the opportunity to reminisce …
Mick
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No no no Paolo. I am my own aardvark, no need for fellows marshmallows. And while I may have duplicate personalities, I only have one login… I always dug post impressionism, but also Italian futurism now. Appreciate Mondrian and Rothko now, but hated them in the flesh… … Tardis. I’d love to hang out with van gogh, may be go back to King’s Lynn in 1990 and say to myself ‘it’ll be rough, but hang in there’ and don’t be so picky who you arm wrestle with… If you wanna get deep, travel to Wounded Knee in December 1898 and give them a heads up
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Bonkers! You’re all chuffin stark staring mad! Yours truly included!
But then if we weren’t, how else would we pass the time of day, with knackered bodies which would rather be skiing down the Alps, or abseiling down the side of Ripley Castle ( done that) or slipping through the stalactites and stalagmites under the Rock of Gibraltar ( done that too)?
Or volunteering to be the target for a blindfold American Indian knife throwing act, at a It’s a Knockout game ( yep, you guessed it, I’ve done that too)!
I won’t bore you with any more of my foolhardy former life deeds.
Pollx
PS innit great to be a daft daredevil?
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I am grateful for the mundanity of my preference. I guess that despite everything, i remain content with where i am and how i got here. Perhaps i am a secret hippy, who has quietly accepted the karmic balance of the universe? Perhaps i simply acknowledge that an environment such as this, a planet in frequent and violent flux, could have conspired to make things much worse for me?
The one challenge in a self-aware existence that i find insurmountable however, is my own mortality. For this, i hate kids. I have pure green eyed envy for anyone even a few years younger than me, because chances are that they will see tomorrows that i will not.
And so for my tardis trip, i merely want to hurdle this psychic obstacle, at least for just a glimpse of some kind of random instance of a future that will forever be lost to me.
When you consider the advances made through human endeavour during the last few decades, i imagine the world would be unrecognisable in ten centuries time. for example, I would love to see people greet the news of being diagnosed with cancer, with an apathetic shrug due to the ease by which it can be dispelled.
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paolo - you envy kids eh?
next time someone hands you their newborn, no matter how disinterested you are, just inhale from their sweaty little scalp - the elixir of youth!
carole x
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Actually Paolo, I now regret my use of the word mundane. It seems that you actually have more imagination than many of us, we are looking back to the things we once did, whilst you are looking forward to a future none of us will ever see. With positivity and a certain amount of envy, looking towards the future seems less mundane than those of us stuck in our ‘happy moments’ from this life.
So apologies for my rather blinkered consideration of the Tardis idea.
Sue
nah… don’t mention it ssssssue
i am often misunderstood 
in other news… when did that new MS Society logo come online? I don’t like it! i thought the fractured M was very clever and it being replaced with a triangle is not something i currently appreciate.
but ho hum… yeah… kids… urgh! hate 'em!
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I just want my socks back.
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well albrecht
i’ll look for your socks when i get to planet sock.
carole x
Thanks Carole,
They’re the ones with the name labels.
A.
To avoid losing them you might consider either a long piece of elastic which goes up each trouser leg over the shoulder and down the other trouser leg to the other sock… Or install a tiny GPS tracker… Or write and install a tracking app on the Hubble telescope or if you are worried about Black holes - do some tests with the Large Hadron Collider.
I think I may have overdone the cheese yesterday, please excuse my wittering incontinence, it is an undocumented feature (bug) of this knackered model
Mick
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Or you could try microchips - in the same way we microchip our pets. At least then, if they are handed in to a ‘lost property (sock department)’, they could eventually find their way home.
Sue
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Hi Mick,
I’ve already got elastic in my trouser legs for something else. But that’s between me and my “specialist” nurse.
I think you may have something with the LHC. Most of the purple and green socks went missing shortly after they switched it on. Do you think Brian Cox would like to do a feature on it?
Perhaps we could get Carole or Sue could do the voiceover. That should keep them out of mischief for a while.
A.
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mick i choked laughing at the image of socks on a thread!
i’d gladly do the voiceover anthony but absolutely need to meet brian cox.
carole x
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Has no one heard of the sock monster? thats who eats the odd socks. But seriously, never heard of running bare foot in the park? Bit too hippie for ya?
I can’t get the buggers on w.o. help anymore and don’t even talk about tights and stockings. Something you blokes don’t have to contend with.
Tardis? well it be very usefull cuz its bigger on the outside. I could move to one bed flat which is all i can afford - have one in the garden and voila!!