Last year, on a blustery winter day, I had a cathartic experience. Okay, maybe it wasn’t quite cathartic. It was cathartic minus the “cath” which gave me an “ARCTIC” experience! My ankles were cold, and it suddenly hit me, they had been cold ALL DAY. Cold all day and I was suffering in silence, not even muttering to myself. So, I pondered this, and it occurred to me that I was putting my clothes on without any thought at all. Here, it was in the dead of winter, and I was wearing socks so thin, you could strain tea through them (but, thrust me, you wouldn’t want to)! I thought, there has to be a better way to live! So, I did a little research and guess what, I discovered wool socks!

I must candidly admit that I was coming to the wool garment club a bit late. It turns out, that…