They say you can’t teach an old dog new tricks. Just who is/are “they”? This bitch has had to learn all sorts of new tricks at a time when many folk are settling into a La-Z-Boy with the tv remote control and a stack of vintage John Waynes. (some of the not-so-old eschew John Wayne and opt for Star Trek #10,051).
So, what’s new here? Well, I have bought a new sewing machine! Nothing very flash, but I think it will see me through the mendings and makings of things. This is the fifth oops! SIXTH machine I’ve owned!
No, I have not used it yet. “Why?” you cry, eager for my review of the test-drive. Ah, yes, well, the spare bedroom that I hoped would be my “studio” is still a store room. And The Man is assembling some flat -pack furniture on the dining table and I can’t be fagged clearing the laptop and assorted paraphernalia off my desk. But this is a picture of the new toy. https://www.manualslib.com/manual/2169690/Mistral-Msem508.html#manual
The garden work continues. I’ve made 3 trips to the green waste dump and yesterday, the Bag Man* emptied our big bag of prunings and weeds and last night…it rained. Hey-ho! weeds slurping lovely rain water and flexing their stems…
There’s a lovely stand of Melaleuca near the green tip and I snapped a few pics last week. Good thing I got them then as the flowers are now very much “over.”
The aforementioned flat-pack has been assembled as…ta-
I’ll leave you with this: * The Bag Man’s business name is “Blondie’s Bags.” Why? Apparently he’s Harry and the Missus is Debbie.