Oh don't be naive. Its mostly the bit between the legs for younger women.
Oh don't be naive. Its mostly the bit between the legs for younger women.
ISTR I was the only one in the house with a sewing kit, or the knowledge of how to use it.
Colin Bignell
My mother could use a sewing machine, but I was the one who had to thread it.
Owain
No, that's what we think of three quarters of the time.
I was always given the job of filling and fitting the bobbin in the shuttle.
Colin Bignell
Gawd, bobbins. I spent hours of my childhood sitting, turning the handle on the old Singer and pretending to be an electric motor.
I was also allowed to 'help' my father by sitting on things while they were sawed so they didn't move.
I think I'm grateful we never had a coal fire.
Owain
We did. One of my jobs was to sift the ashes for any unburnt bits.
I got snapped repairing a tear in a pocket:
JGH
Nice jumper mate:-)
Mine could thread it and use it, but it was me who worked out how to do freehand embroidery with it ;-)
(i.e. how to disable the cloth push mechanism under the foot by moving the leaver someone had told mother never to move!)
Did you also have to cut up squares of newspaper for the cludgie? ;-)
Owain
That would have worn the edge of the scissors. We _tore_ the newspaper into squares.
You don't know how lucky you are, we couldn't even afford the newspaper ;-)
"Tha'll go down the pit like tha brother. And when tha finds him, tell him to come on up for dinner.
Nick
Yesterday's papers, from the friendly man at the local shop, were free-for-the-taking...
We did. And bringing in the coal from the cellar was 'men's' work. So as soon as we were old enough, my brother or me.
And having to get coal in from outside on a frezing day when you've been sitting by the fire makes you learn to do such things in time.
In article , Nick Leverton scribeth thus
Joking apart this site makes for interesting and rather sobering reading as to what life was like for those who had to go down 't pit back in the good olde days of yore..
Not a lot of fun for the young ones it seems;!....
We used to collect them up and sell the ones we didn't use to the local recycling place, about 1/2d a pound IIRC
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