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So the car wouldn't start. I thought I can handle this and rearranged job club for Wednesday when the car will hopefully be fixed. I will do something very industrious and useful instead. Thought I,marvelling at the opportunities within my wooly fingered grasp.
" I'll brave the fearsome sewing machine and get on with those much needed curtains." Brrrr she says writing this in fingerless gloves.
I braved the bloody machine and what did it do. It lulled me into a false sense of security then BIT ME!
What the hell is "tension" other than the feeling little miss Singer gives me. After much twiddling of nobs, rethreading, spooling and whatever else ya call it I was doing I rang out for help!!!
Aunty Ev where are you and your wise calm advice!?
Jamie's lovely mother calmed my tense tightly stitched soul. She advised a nice cup of tea, not finishing the curtains today, perhaps more twiddling of nobs. But generally we came to a joint concensus of try them by hand. Much quicker.
Failing all that Erica Pleeeeaaase come home and make my curtains..... I'll do anything!
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