It looks like summer's on the way out and we've hardly been anywhere. It's not that there wasn't anywhere to go just that with pressure of other things there hasn't been a lot of time to go there. Most recently we were invited to a small private garden party at our friend Ben's house. It gave us a chance to try out the new wheel. Rosie's had a modern handle up till now which gives away the fact that she's not as old as we'd like to pretend. This one was found in a local scrap yard and is believed to come from a late 19th century treadle sewing machine and we reckon it look the part. A few minutes with the wire wool and a touch of WD40 and it slipped straight on the existing shaft......
A picture from Saturday just arrived by email. I dont know who took it or who's turning the handle as I'm stood to Rosie's left and my assistant, Ben, is disappearing out of the picture to the right. I have hopes that Ben might be persuaded to don a monkey suit at some time but suspect he's getting a bit old for dressing up like that.
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