Tuesday, 6 October 2009

Sock's in the Doldrums




The Sea of Immeasurable Gravy has become becalmed and the Sock is stuck in the doldrums.

Just waiting for a sea breeze to fill the sails of inspiration..

11 comments:

Martyn Cox said...

Perhaps if we had a collective blow in your direction at the same time. Would that work?

Anonymous said...

You'll be fine, trust me.
Monty has embarked on a media tour to promote his new book.
Now, i love Monty, but there will be material for you I'm sure.
Anonjan

YAN said...

It's probably just Sock Shock, with possible overtones of Pant Envy.

Try a good bottle of red and a stroll round your new glass cathedral. Even if it doesn't blow you out of the Doldrums you'll feel rather good!

Did you read in the Telegraph that Monty now says he never liked Berryfields?

Ms B said...

Ah, gravy needs a little TLC: some gentle bottom heat, a splash of that red & a little stirring & you will be back on course.

Arabella Sock said...

I've tried the red wine cure and it isn't working this time :( The collective blow sounds interesting though!

On the Pant Envy front... the Bedsock wore the pants, probably so I couldn't send them back for a refund. The washing instructions said handwash!!!!!!!! As if that was ever going to happen.

I see Monty has been doing his promotional tour of the chat shows and looks like he has been at the Grecian 2000 again. Of course he did issue a denial on the Beeb messageboards that he dyed his hair.. but then he has now admitted to faking it as GW lead presenter so what are we to believe?

YAN said...

I wonder what Monty would look like with the application of a bit of L'Oreal. A blonde, perhaps, or a redhead. Or maybe it's a toupee and he is, in fact, Joe Swift!

Anonymous said...

Maybe the Bedsock will handwash his own expensive knickers?
Just a thought.
However I am totally and completely convinced that Monty is not Joe.
Just one of those gut instinct things that women have
Anonjan

Plant Mad Nige said...

I'm extremely worried about the notion of handwashing other people's knickers. There are surely limits, even to the most undying devotions.

Touching up the temples with a dab of black is rather sad and, like men's wigs, frequently detectable. When I was 20, I thought of greying temples, to appear older and wiser. I suppose you'd call the product Thracian 1500.

Bay Area Tendrils Garden Travel said...

The Sock needs to travel to the colonies for a respite from the gloom. There are bright blue skies before onset of the rainy season. And all the red wine one can hope for in Napa/Sonoma wine country.
A caveat: There must be a designated driver: the Bedsock (silk pants, no chafing)?

Arabella Sock said...

Hi Bay Area.. you are right a nice restful holiday, warm and dry, great wine.. unfortunately we can't get away until next year. Spending the winter planning my next get away will be cheering.. I'm thinking SA, Cape Town and the Garden Route the Bedsock is keen on Japan.

I rather like the idea of Thracian 1500 it sounds suitably noble.

You will all be pleased to know that the pants appear to have survived being chucked in with the rest of the underwear wash. OK so they have maybe lost of bit of that silky feel but that has probably made them more butch.

jro said...

I'm amazed he has worn them. I hope it was for a suitably posh occasion.

It's a doldrum-y time of year, I think.