I had two grandmothers, one who knit (Granny-in-England) and one who sewed (Omama). When Omama went into a home I inherited her sewing box,
which was custom made for her, and with it her button collection, which I have pillaged for years.
What I realised when sorting out her buttons was that most of them came from and had been cut off worn out pieces of clothing. I imagine she then used the clothes as rags. This week I had to say goodbye to a favourite pair of pyjamas. They are probably 20 years old, and just dead: It turns out that, over 20 years, flannel gets washed from fluffy to hard, elastic goes to the elastic heaven and in the early noughties the rise was really short. I still love them though, having a great fondness for rubber ducks. As I was getting ready to throw them out, I stripped the buttons and added them to the collection.
Then I ripped the fabric for cleaning rags. I think they'll do as good as the microfibre cloths I usually use, and I feel very virtuous, thrifty, environmentally friendly and connected to the past.
which was custom made for her, and with it her button collection, which I have pillaged for years.
What I realised when sorting out her buttons was that most of them came from and had been cut off worn out pieces of clothing. I imagine she then used the clothes as rags. This week I had to say goodbye to a favourite pair of pyjamas. They are probably 20 years old, and just dead: It turns out that, over 20 years, flannel gets washed from fluffy to hard, elastic goes to the elastic heaven and in the early noughties the rise was really short. I still love them though, having a great fondness for rubber ducks. As I was getting ready to throw them out, I stripped the buttons and added them to the collection.
Then I ripped the fabric for cleaning rags. I think they'll do as good as the microfibre cloths I usually use, and I feel very virtuous, thrifty, environmentally friendly and connected to the past.
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