The Kindness Of Trudi

A few weeks ago, completely out of the blue and unexpected, these two Sylko threads arrived in the post.

They are perfect, especially the white one, with its very-hard-to-tangle-me waxiness.

I had previously shown a reel of my ancient, and favourite, lilac Sylko on Instagram. Trudi, the poster of said threads, and a fellow Folksy seller, commented on its beauty. I responded by telling her how sad (and possibly deceased) I would be when it finally comes to an end, prompting her to search her mother’s old sewing box for something similar.

This, by the way, is typical of Trudi Murray. I have never met her in person, but she is kind and compassionate. Not just because of this thread thing, but in the way she conducts herself on the social media. With dignity.

Trudi’s mother died way too early.

The ‘grubby’ top layer of the white thread is the most precious bit.

I have already started to use it on some pieces I am making to sell for the Grenfell Fund.

Thank you Missus xx

R.I.P. Lesley Rhodes

I am hoping this is the last name to be sewn onto Mr. S’s shirt.

Leslie Rhodes, from South London, ‘is thought’ to have been visiting a nearby hospital, and was about to get the bus home, when he was hit by the car. I do not want to sew this, until I know for certain.

His friend said, Mr Rhodes had been very proud of having cleaned the windows of Sir Winston Churchill, for many years.

Keith Palmer

Aysha Frade

Kurt Cochran

Shop Sale



I got my first sewing machine for my twelfth birthday. Of course, I had been sewing for quite a while before this, without machinery. By the time I was fifteen I was earning money making clothes. By the time I was eighteen I was a qualified pattern-cutter.

It helped that my mother and grandmother were seamstresses.

For the past thirty-eight years, barely a day has gone by when I haven’t used a sewing machine.

However, my sewing is increasingly being done by hand. My hands. I love my sewing machine, but I am using it less these days.

Sewing machines are all about getting something done quickly. I am not about the speed anymore. I much prefer the look of my work when sewn by hand. It may take longer, much longer, but the end result is far superior.

Anyway, this is a long way of saying that I am adding some of my old machine-sewn cards to the SALE section of my shop. My new cards will be hand sewn, at least until my fingers tell me otherwise.