Early Ranchers And The New Matriarch also More Lost Socks.

Really important people should not have to concern themselves with the continuing saga of lost socks. As you will see from the recently posted photo some very nice looking people gathered here at the weekend to remember three brothers who went to Texas in 1840 and bred an incredible horse. It was the Quarter horse and many thousands of these beautiful creatures were shipped to the British Army in South Africa for use in another pointless war. Their fate is of course a subject which is deeply distressing , but as one is often told must be considered in the context of the time. Even so these men loved their horses and a representation of their descendants assembled in London this weekend. Moi has been officially appointed the Matriarch of this great Texas family as my wonderful cousin Edie was called to heaven. The Anson brothers, who founded this interesting dynasty were the younger sons of thirteen children produced by the Earl of Lichfield and his enthusiastic wife. They must have been a tough crowd and well tended by a hundred staff at Shugborough the family home. And would never have had to look for a lost sock.

I must not let my newly awarded grandeur go to my head and think I have moved out of the mysterious world of wandering socks. The population of lonely socks is still growing in my house and sometimes gets very emotional . The situation escalated at the weekend as I was preparing the large dinner for all these adorable people helped by the Polish Angel Joanna. There were of course offers of help, but these had a mysterious way of becoming a quick snack followed by rest. So you can imagine I was on the hunt for my support socks …….Two of these were eventually located on Monday in someone’s dirty laundry basket, but it was a reunion laced with anguish because they were odd. There is a mismatched pair at large somewhere. Perhaps in another household of lonely socks who knows? The two survivors are making the best of it, but their usefulness as is mine is not what it was, you see only men live here lovingly waited upon by the Matriarch. ……… I am going away soon?????

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