I went to a wedding the other day, it was in the North Wales. We set off on the Friday after work and didn't arrive at the destination, a placed called Conwy, until 12.30am. We stayed at Tash's friends place during the night and the next day we drove down the road to attend the wedding.

Now, as I was getting changed into my suit for the wedding I discovered that I had made a bit of an error. What I had done was forget to pack any socks, so I spent the day wearing no socks. It's a strange feeling to wear a suit and shoes without any socks. Later on during the reception after I'd had a few drinks I started explaining to strangers what had happened to me and then showing them my ankles. It is that simple.