Forgive me readers for l have sinned, it has been 3 days since my last blog…… Actually real life has rather hit me between the eyes this week and l have had to step away from Dream Acres and cencentrate on the rather nasty realities of life. Shan't bore you to death with details, enough to say that l have dearly missed my time to unwind on the computer and put thoughts on to bloggish paper so to speak.
A few posts back l put up a photo of my trusty old Singer sewing machine that l use every day. Well there have been a few comments on this and l have had a few emails too. Seems there are lots more folks out there who are old singer fans. I have to say that l find the old work horse to be just that. It may not do anything other than a nice plain stitch, but boy oh boy, it can keep that stitch going for miles longer than its modern day counterpart (in my humble oppinion of course, just thought l would put that in in case any sewing machine manufacturers read this!!) and l just LOVE the look of these old Singer machines. These gals are sturdy and built to last, and pretty too – all in all the perfect lady.
I have a few old Singers in my collection. The one shown above lurks in a wooden crate outside HQ. It was a prezzie from my friend Fiona a few years ago. It had belonged to her grandmother and had been out in their feed shed for decades. Old and well worn out as it was l was thrilled to have it. What better 'sign' outside HQ than an old sewing machine. Normally the wooden crate it sits on is filled with scented geraniums, however l moved those a few weeks ago and filled it with the driftwood Idgy and l had collected when we had been through to Musselburgh. I had thought that by putting the driftwood right outside HQ l would see it every day and thus be reminded to do something with it. Well ok l do see it every day and l do say to myself 'must do something with that driftwood' but does it get done, hmmmmm not yet anyway.
This is the diningroom singer, set up at the window so l have space to sew the hems on those curtains for the livingroom, another project not quite got arround to. Apart from anything else l just like it as the window and enjoy looking out in a daydream while l whizz away at it.
Apart from those two, there is old trusty that l use in HQ and also an even old handle style machine (gifts from a friend when they were moving house) and a gorgeous old treadle type that is set into an old oak cabinate. That was from my Godmothers house and it sits in the livingroom. The treadle hasn't worked in many a year and l keep saying l should get it fixed up. Never seem to have the cash and idea at one and the same time.
So all in all dear readers, as you can see l am a bit of a Singer fan. In fact when you think of it, while others may amass collections of the more delicate things in life, l appear to have started a collection of sewing machines. All as gifts from family and friends, and all holding many many memories or lives long past, of a time when make-do-and-mend was the order of the day, and everyday objects like sewing machines were truly an object of beauty and something to treasure.
So here's to my singers and their simple yet sew sew wonderful songs.