I learnt to sew on my gran's Singer treadle machine after Miss Allan said it would be best to take extra domestic science rather than waste my time in the sewing class. She did me a huge favour my grannie saw how upset I was steered me in the right direction and there began my love of the needle and thread.
From then til Wellybobs came along I made the majority of my clothes.
The search for a pretty classic blouse has been fruitless so. Here we go again.
A couple of patterns some pretty vintage style fabric and we're off!!!!!
I was a bit nervous cutting it out but the next wee while will be trying to put it together
Oh and the worst bit I am hopeless at buttonholes
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