She gazes in a kind of mystical awe at the myriad of socks laid out over the king size bed. Ankle socks, trainer socks, walking socks, Christmas socks, poodle socks (remember those?), long socks, posh socks, socks with holes in, even a special ballet sock. The most extraordinary feature of this collection is the fact that not one, not even the limited edition sock that has a personalized image of Gareth Bale printed on it, is a match. In the school staff room, she recounts this discovery to the amusement (mainly) of her colleagues. One is, however, looking genuinely puzzled. “How?” the neat, tidy and super organized teacher asks in bewilderment, “How does that happen?” “How does it not happen?” replies the Sock Queen. “How, how does anyone keep socks in pairs?” Super organized teacher suggests gently that Sock Queen pairs the socks before they go in the washing machine. “I’ll try,” promises Sock Queen as the bell goes to mark end of break. She leaves the staff room, now litter