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"why are they fiddly? You just bung 'em in the washing machine, then peg 'em out!"
I bung em in the washing machine, take 'em out, they're all screwed up, mixed, up tangled up. They're all black, but all different, so have to be sorted into pairs ('orrible feeling handling soggy socks), then (because it rains every day) they have to pegged on this stupid sock hanger thingy that loves to fold itself up, which I have to hold in my teeth while fiddling around with these teeny tiny plastic pegs.