Christmas for Claire.

She longed for an assortment of duly classics but sadly received this pair of lurkers instead... straight to the sock-bin, thank you.

Snow Man.

There is little worse than a cold ankle - a double tuck helps to prevent this. Strong poise.

Start wearing purple.

Rib and roll with these lilac additions- straight top to the left [inside out] and pique on the right.

Thermal Vision.

A practical man complete with stripes, banding and a contrast toe cap.

Gondola ride in the snow anyone?

I've referenced Cat in the Hat before... but if Dr. Suess could see this now I'm sure he would clarify that Christmas had indeed arrived early. A striped wonderland / a visual ideal.

Waiting for a walk.

My toes lucked out on these red cables. Off we go then Walt!

Outré.

It is anticipated that just like this pair of leathery favourites - these socks have never quite made it out of the house. A ten for effort and a ten for attention.

Reason for the Season.

It's only the sixth day of advent and already we've got these festives on the calendar. A nylon ribbed fold, smooth turn-up and pipe to sock match. Santa on the street [part one].

Doubling up.

Lining these decorative allures with some black cotton casuals enables twice the warmth with minimum sock-spoil. Well done Celia.

Red.

There's nothing quite like a wall to sock match. Good old chino's and a scarlet pair - we've seen this one before and I'm sure we'll meet again.

Christmas is coming.

NB. Putting ones feet up in the office is never to be encouraged... Nonetheless - a darling pair of yuletide angoras.

Seventh day socks.

Wacky uncle Jez opened the door wearing these splendids. A questionable bulge, spot on for Sunday.

Six blue stripes. I fear the bobble takeover is imminent, but these thickset public school socks do look tremendously content [indoors only].

Kicking back with cousin plaid... forest green, claret and stray dog hairs.

After football...

Sporting strife (via the paint room) is noted in this uncoordinated, upright pair.

A stripe in the scullery.

Guy Fawkes came to the party wearing a pair of practical bonfire-night socks with contrast stripe and panel knitted details.... he said they were perfect with wellingtons, I thought they might look better on the fire.

That old chestnut.

It is very likely that this tri-blend yarn feels entirely at home with such a high caliber of leather.... keeping warm and looking dapper.

Fancy that.

A flesh-tone firework of a cotton pair. Just a dash, what a way to roll.

Afternoon angora.

It's winter warmth left, right and centre with these beauties. A strong pattern and easy slouch demonstrates confident socking for sure, congratulations.

Black + Grey.

This awkward pair gains merit alone from the peeping toe. A tad myspace, but a rather welcome Cheltenham viewing.

Salmon.

A delightful short pastel sock sandwich with brown leather and brown skin... why not enjoy the last bit of sun in style?

One Hundred Percent Stripe.

This homage to Pippi is a tonal success.

Los calcetines.

A temperature adjusting trouser roll reveals a single classic cotton on show. Papa!

An afternoon siesta with these plus plus hem-flexed numbers, are you comfortable Grandad?!

There's something slightly arthritic about this marl and single stripe pair. Positive height, very neat.... headteacher on holiday?

Meanwhile, in Orgivia. Camel.Khaki.Beige. The hiking sock will never cease - a perfect summer through to autumn decision.

Sock Bop.

And so it seems, that those in Stroud totally know how to wear a sock... A little cat in the hat with the green perhaps? But the pastel blue hairline stripe is a killer.

Sensible Sock.

Approaching winter with these ribbed beauties is a clever decision - and it's a jolly good job that those bicycle clips are present and correct too.

Even Stevens.

An inch of hem, an inch of leg and an inch(ish) of sock - it's truely all you need.

Especially for you.

A dedicated flash - shocking, and very pink!

Underground Sock Heros.

Self-styled Wilson + Umbro elasticated collaboration.... a sporting hero perhaps?

Bravo Burgundy! A strong, tubular height with clean shoes. Fit.

Shocking Socking.

Pastoral brogues and a well washed Yves Klein cotton couple with pinch-pleat-folds, hello dancefloor.

Border Brother.

Who'd have thought that 3mm of athletic grey trim would marry so well with Converse red piping? Such detail.

Friends with Socks.

Hazel simply could not ignore this chestnut vs scarlet pair. A complimentary autumnal duo for sure.

Richard suggested this hardy traveller who looks set for a little more than the St Pancras Eurostar Terminal - rouge taste, unstoppable. Fine socks Sir.

Leeds leads.

With that stance he's a clown for sure.... but a smart combination and ample sock height none the less.

Spotted Dick.

An ankle slouch is the ideal friend to these perfect house party socks. What a treat when these came out at five am.

When with wellington.

Up and over - a practical but fun sock and welly strategy.

Up and up - extreme sock height for the slender legged only.

The Village Sock.

The ribbed mustard looks at home with complimentary denim hem and a texture friendly suede brogue - textile success for sure.

Big Sock Chill.

A bit of ghetto athletic - a definite youth sock.


School disco from the knees down.

Blue on blue - the slight tonal variation between shoe and sock is a clear winner. Socking great and helps to avoids confusion when getting dressed in a tent for five days running - win/win!

Festival favourite..... colourful, strong pattern without being garish = a top sock.

An apparent sock accident - this fellow could have done with a little help from blue on blue.

A man sock.

A practical affair - nice tuck.

Clog Sock.

Summer's not what it was... worn leather and an idle grey marl certainly cheers up these Hasbeens.

Ankle vs Trainer.

Unsure of whether or not an ankle option with shorts was acceptable this chap opted for the makeshift 'trainer sock' - informal.

Saturday Sock.

Saturday's choice : a quick turn-up with a decent peek of even stripe.