It was the hundredth of never. Lots and lots of days had passed since everyone had suddenly lost all their clothes. All sorts of things had happened since then and life was very different to what it had been before. People had formed groups of their own. Society had changed so much. All of these groups spoke in ther own COLLOQUIAL language such that one group often could not understand another. Everything got a little bit complicated. Then someone said that maybe on the hubdred and oneth of never things would change a bit but they didn’t yet know how. It was generally agreed though that it would be a good thing to find their clothes again, or at least make some more. So a plan was drawn up to create lots of clothing factories.