Remember that song? the next line is `I might wee`. Well that's me. We have been being very careful with money as OH had an employment blip. Now some purse strings have been loosened and I have just ordered my last years birthday and Christmas present. This is she. I think I am going to name her Martha. I don't know why, but its a nice name and it was the first one that popped in my head, so Martha it is.
Now, despite the fact that I blog regularly about sewing projects, this is actually my first sewing machine. The singer I used is really Mums, and was purchased easily 20 years ago and was for different purposes to mine. To my knowledge she has never had a service and has always been a bit of an awkward customer. I googled her once to find out how much it would cost to get her serviced and the first result said, and I quote, "help me before I kill it with an axe!!!!". There was more, but that basically summed up how I felt about the old girl. I have plodded on with crappy irregular tension, a power lead that falls out just when you least expect it and a light that flickered so much I disconnected it. I shall ask Mum if she wants her back, but I have a feeling that even if Mum says yes, Dad will give a resounding NO!
So, I am looking forward to her arrival and am going to sort the garden out tomorrow before she gets here or it will never get done. Not sure OH has quite realised what he has let himself in for. There will be shabby, late dinners and evenings where I cannot be extricated from the sewing room. It will make up for the endless evenings of football I happily (well ish) participate in. I shall keep you posted, if you are at all bothered.
Best nip to the loo given the beginning of this post.