The story is told, probably about every army there has ever been, of a sergeant-major confronted by simple rustic conscripts, who could not tell left from right. The sergeant-major had them tie hay to one foot and straw to the other, and then marched them around the parade ground shouting, 'hay-foot, straw-foot, hay-foot, straw-foot!'
Non-runners are sometimes surprised to learn that running socks are made for left and right feet. I did not like to mention it, but my run at the Worthing 10k was achieved in spite of running in two left socks. So tonight, to restore balance and harmony, I ran in two right socks. In the meantime, I have instated an inquiry to find out who was responsible for this sock sabotage.
