Lost Sock

Lost Sock

These are my favourite socks. I like them because they're spotty and because they're blue. Blue is my favourite colour.

My socks are lucky. Whenever I wear them we have fish and chips for tea. Fish and chips is my favourite thing for tea.

But today isn't my lucky day. I can't find one of my lucky socks. " Look in the wash basket, " says Mum. But it's not there.

" It's probably under your bed, " says Dad. But it's not there.

" I know where your sock is, " says Grandad smiling. " It's in Sock Land! That's where all the lost socks go. "