The husband was hanging up washing earlier on and realised that he’d lost one of my socks.  10 minutes later he was at the end of the garden where the washing line is, looking for it, when I heard him laughing.  When he hangs the washing up he flicks it really hard (to get the creases out – never works when I do it) and the sock obviously flew out when he was flicking something.  Interesting flower our honeysuckle is sporting!  I have to confess that I didn’t take this picture, but if I hadn’t been feeding banana to the boy I would have done.