Biting the bullet

My sewing machine, my faithful Husqi 1, is gone for attention. Neither light comes on any more when I switch on and I'd put up with it, using a small table lamp at the rear of the work so I could see to sew. Then the reverse button died. I said a couple of naughty words (Fouaithe!) and worked around the problem. After all, I only need to sew backwards when applying a binding. In fact, most of the quilty things you've seen recently were made under the twin handicaps of no lights and no reverse. Yesterday, I decided that enough was enough and rang the shop. And that's the pixie in the potion.

( Du mio pus )