A Stitch in Time

Ohhh, The Sewing machine, the sewing machine
A girls best friend by day
If i didn't have my sewing machine
I'd a-come to no good end
But a bobbin a bobbin and peddle a peddle
And wheel the wheel by day
So by night i feel so weary that i never get out to play....
as the song goes!
This is a song my mother used to sing to me when I was a little girl. She had a Singer sewing machine & used to make our clothes, curtains & cushions. Unfortunately I have not inherited her skills. This sewing machine is J's. One of my friends was emigrating & wanted a good home for her machine. We decided to purchase it & J taught himself how to use it. He shortens all our trousers & all our friends bring their clothes for him to alter.