I have been wondering since early summer whether the open bag on the back of the hall table still had Cadbury eggs in it. In this house, you never know. But I can't reach the back of the hall table and I didn't happen to wonder it when my wife was handy, until today.
"No," she said, "I have beads in there." She reached into the bag.
"Yep, beads. And some socks I have to finish altering." I raised an eyebrow and she held up the socks. Both of them are open at both ends; they could use some altering.
I said, "you're lucky it's hard for me to use the camera on my cell phone."
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