It's taken a while to come up with a suitable name for this new blog. I really wanted something that reflected the things I do to keep me from going insane. As I am learning to crochet, I thought the work 'hook' somewhere in my title would be good, but needed 2 rhyming words to go with this. I like reading, am even in a reading group, and I thought I would be bound to mention reading somewhere in this new blog, and hey... book rhymes with hook. So far so good. The third rhyming word was more of a problem. Cook perhaps, but I don't do nearly enough of it to count it as a hobby. Shame really - Hooks, books and cooks would have been a great title. I don't know enough criminals to include the word crooks, and the only other word I could come up with, rooks, would involve me taking up either chess or bird spotting. Extremely unlikely - but worth remembering on the off chance I take up any of these in the future.
Then I tried to think of something connected with the words knit, wool, yarn or loops. But I couldn't find anything original. "Oddsocks" came to me when I was out walking this morning, the irony being today I actually have a matching pair on. Very unusual for me. I have a constant battle with socks and the washing machine, which I am convinced eats most of my socks. My other thought on sock disappearance is the possibility that sock manufacturers make one sock in each pair out of dissolving material, which I am sure exists. I remember seeing some dissolving material years ago at the lace factory where my granddad worked. That would make sense, because if you never lost any socks, you would never need to buy that many - I can't remember the last pair I threw out because they were worn out. You see the old days of darning was pre the invention of dissolving sock material. It all makes perfect sense to me.
So anyway - Oddsocks it is. This gives me an excellent excuse for wearing odd socks most days, I can pretend it's an advertising campaign to promote this new blog.
