Good day one and all, I have been protecting my toes against the frost with thick woolen socks. The overnight temperature has hovered around minus 4.3 centigrade. (24 fahrenheit) and my old bones do not like the chilly mornings. But socks have a way of disappearing on me. I put two totally healthy socks in the washing machine and one sock goes on holiday through the washing machine portal to a distant land, and the other sock looks at me as if to say, 'I am innocent of sockit