Four went into the washing machine, but only 3 came out.
I looked into the washing machine, span the drum around a few times, and almost climbed in. But alas, the missing sock was still missing.
Where was that missing sock?
I retraced my steps from before starting the wash, and from after the wash to putting the washed items out to dry.
But still no missing sock!
And then a flash of inspiration!!
Perhaps the sock had been 'eaten' by another item in the same wash?
And yep! The missing sock had been 'eaten' by a long sleeved shirt, and was somehow half way up the right sleeve. How the F did it get there?
God be praised!, I exclaimed.
The missing sock is now re-united with the other items in the same wash, and is now happily drying with the other 3 socks.
[This Garth Icke-esque tale was brought to you by Garth Icke Mysteries.]
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