Michael’s eyes almost popped out of his head as his granny said, “Oh they look nice and warm Micheal.”
Michael’s gut feeling was to decline the offer, but having spent ten minutes in the chilly back garden wearing a pair of short culottes and knee socks, he reluctantly accepted.
Karen took him indoors and knowing he’d never worn tights before, gave him a few tips as he pulled them on. His legs looked weird clad in the thick black fabric as he pulled his culottes on before fastening his feet back into his Mary Jane’s. However, once he returned to the garden, their benefit was obvious.
From that day forth, Michael wore his woolly tights to school every day until spring. He missed them once he was back in knee socks and his mother commented how hairy his legs had grown over winter.