It’s a common problem for pregnant women – even if you’re lucky enough to be able to see your feet, you can’t reach them.
I was complaining to my friend Jenny, who’s an Occupational Therapist, about how difficult it was to put my socks on in the morning. “I have the very thing,” she said. “A Foxy.”
A more blinding misnomer I have yet to find, but don’t let that put you off. This simple wee piece of plastic has made my mornings. Look:
2 responses to “The trouble with socks”
I need this! Wish I’d known about this a few weeks ago as getting socks on has turned into a daily battle (if I’m not going out I tend to just wear flip-flops, it’s that bad!)
What a truly simple but awesome idea!