Oh go on. I know you’re dying to see my slippers…

Those are slippers right? Maybe I have the words all wrong. That fuzzy white lining makes me think of granny slippers. Certainly grampa wouldn’t be caught dead in them. Ole man Plume don’t mind, though, ole Plume don’t mind. Those are very manly, black, woolly socks by the way. They are not girlie thights or anything like that. Don’t you get the wrong idea.

They’re actually quite good, the slippers. I still haven’t tried the heating blanket thing, these slippers are doing the trick.

I just thought you should know.

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