We should get one, I said, in the spure of the moment.
And he did, got me a sewing machine … Oh dear, me and my big gob!!
Admittedly, since my
mum the bitch isn’t around to fix our odds and ends, the pile of “can’t wear them mum they’ve got a hole in the crotch” is getting bigger and bigger.
I’m pleased in a way, i like the idea of me being able to do this only..
… currently I CAN’T. It took me two, I repeat TWO hours just to get the thread in – hmpf. While I sat there, I felt so like my
mum,the bitch because she used to have a sewing machine when I was a kid.
Anyway, tomorrow is another day, I WILL try again until I master it.