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Look what I got!

Hey, kitty, what's in the box?

What's in the box?

Looks interesting. Could it be...

Singer

Oh yeah! Sewing machine from the over-priced used furniture place next door! I didn't even haggle as it was only $30 and at least mostly works (we were only able to test the peddle in the shop.)

First order of business, after cleaning it up a bit, will be to take the old, ripped sheets and make hankies. Yea! New toy!

Comments

Mom said…
Cool! Hankies sound like a good place to start before graduating to napkins and aprons!
Rebecca Mack said…
It's so pretty! Thinking of names?
Teru said…
Oh, I never thought of naming! I just replaced the belt last night and everything works beautifully! Although it looks like there's no backstich functionality (or I haven't found it yet)
50sgal said…
Singer's are great machines. This looks like an oldie, maybe 40's? I have decided that I am in the market for a 'new' machine. (New as in the latest 50's model!) Good luck with the ole' girl.
Teru said…
Based on the serial number, it's actually a 1923 model! I believe it may have been a tredle that was converted to electric though.

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