Three days on, blue skies have been replaced by shepherd’s delight (rosy pink)…maybe the extravagant colour could be due to previously diagnosed PPD (Pigmented Purpuric Dermatosis – when tiny veins in your legs become inflamed & leaky, usually associated with Spice Girl “cayenne pepper” spots; when restricted by owl socks, makes your legs sing the blues?). Perhaps I should address my weakness for endearing, creature bedecked socks: goodbye bassets, kangaroos, mosquitoes, ants eating watermelon…all because of those throttling, unwise owls 
@teloz: Already a reformed Crocophilian – they reform quite easily if you heat them up (I’ve got protruding bits of bone on both port and starboard of my foot). But I still need socks in winter – down south, central heating is nonexistent; maybe I should get those Crocs that look as if they’ve swallowed a sheep (they’re lined with removable fluffy stuff). As far as “soft top” socks go, are these the kind that kept on dipping downward?
