With so much to get done for the shop we needed a new machine, and quickly. So I headed up to Rutland, yes I had to go fifty miles for a machine. And this what I came home with:
I've named him Erroll, he's a Viking 775 that was 'previously loved' by a woman who upgraded for one of those really high tech models. I'm already in love. Who knew you could actually listen to the radio while you sewed. He's strong and does so much more than our old machine.
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In a previous time I used to go visit sewing factories in Eastern Europe (Bulgaria/Romania) quite a lot through work. I used to find some of the oldest sewing machines imaginable, these things were made by Noah's grandson but they were exquisite pieces of machinery that looked fantastic as well as obviously being able to stand the test of time, something much of today's equipment seems unable to do.
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