| TUESDAY JANUARY 11 2000 PUBLISHED BY CHINA DAILY | |||||
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Socks appeal, or does size matter? AN Acadian American I know has trouble with his socks. The size that is. He has a good grip on the ground, which was the polite way your maiden aunt had of saying you have very big feet. Plus he likes to walk - one of the world's best forms of exercise. As he plans to do this a lot around Shanghai during his one year of tenure here, he is fast wearing out the socks he brought from the United States. He ruefully shared with me that he has been buying some socks recently that are tissue thin and, after two or three washes, assume the size of babies' bootees. All this will change as he finds his way around the city. He will discover the fine Shanghai woollen socks for the cold weather, and the elegant silk and cotton creations favoured by the leaders and tycoons. Not the limp silk variety I bought one time, which now can be used as the sleeves of a sweater. Hopefully, he will toe the line as regards the wearing of white socks - except for sports, the gym or casual wear - and not join the ranks of white-socked men in suits. But size does matter when it comes to socks, especially when a big toe works it way through to freedom through your footwear. So too does quality. I recently got the first blisters on my heels since primary school days. It was a combination of a pair of fancy dan New York men's wear brand, made-in-Italy shoes, that I had bought elsewhere on sale, though still at great expense, and was lusting to wear. Of course they had fitted and felt OK in the plush department store. But when I decided I wanted to be shod suavely and sophisticatedly here in Shanghai, they had mysteriously shrunk to crippling dimensions. Undeterred, I trustfully donned some thick socks -which I liked - in a vain effort to break the shoes in. Now the socks are so holed, I can't give a darn about them. I too must go on a pedestrian pilgrimage to find their replacement. Footnote: I still want to wear those shoes. Brian Cummins is an Australian now working in China. Copyright 1999 by Shanghai Star. All rights reserved. |
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