Just Singing Away

Oh, isn't she a beauty! 

Walking past one of the antique shops in Holbeach a few weeks ago, I spotted one of my 'must buy' items that I have always wanted to own.  There it was, on the floor by the front window.  I stood, with Mr Teen and Hubby, staring at it with such love and affection.  "I'm buying it" I said to the two of them.  Only to be knocked back by Mr Teen who told me in his straight talking that I had too much tat in the house and weren't we meant to be decluttering to sell the house.  Well, I hobbled away, quietly upset and we went home.

Little did I know that they had decided to buy it for Mother's Day and later on went back to the shop.  They were very lucky to buy it as there were two other customers who had also spotted it and had gone down the road to get the money.  It was destiny!

My Grandma used to have one of these and I used to look at it and its steadfast engineering.  They certainly don't make them like this anymore.

Inside, the musty smells of the contents where it was once stored are a symphony to my imagination and inquisitiveness to what the machine has made in past such as post War wedding dresses, mini skirts, mending hems etc etc. 

I have traced the date of the machine's production as 1949, not as old as my Grandma's one but certainly as steadfast and beautiful as she was.

Now it will be in retirement, a tactile object to carefully touch and turn and to just look at.  It's place with be eventually in that book lined room overlooking a lake and mountains - when I find that place of course!!

Have a wonderful week, it's going to be a busy one.