Flashy!

In response to my complaining that His Lordship was clad from head to toe in varying and toning shades of grey, he flashed two very neatly turned ankles to reveal incredibly colourful socks. He has no idea where they came from other than the depths of his sock drawer, but they certainly enlivened the ensemble as we sat drinking our Family Card free coffees in the big Blue and Yellow Store.

We had gone there to buy a floor lamp. Our much loved one with the spray of lights has become obsolete after the shop brought in a led variety and stopped stocking replacement bulbs.
The one we chose looked simple enough to assemble, but judging from the oaths emanating from where the procedure is taking place, it appears to be anything but.
I am keeping a low profile as you can imagine.
Later, if I am asked to help, it might be a good idea to read the instructions!

The lamp as shown in the extra has been duly assembled with a minimal loss of blood (O rh+ve) which fortunately did not spill onto the shade.