An account of the craftwork I get up to, tatting, spinning, knitting, sewing, whatever
Wednesday, August 12, 2015
I started making Jack's work shirts almost ten years ago, when we were living with hyperinflation in Zimbabwe. We soon discovered that it had advantages other than economic ones. I can alter the shirts to suit Jack's needs (or whims!). I make them longer so they tuck in easily; sew up the fronts so he doesn't have to bother with too many buttons; and make the pockets extra long to accommodate his notebook and phone. I made the last batch of shirts just before I started blogging, two and a half years ago. I went a little overboard and made six shirts in a dark green cotton that is so strong I think it's really furniture material. Poor Jack is heartily sick of those green shirts! He asked me if I could find fabric a bit more interesting. No, said the man in the shop. The best I could do was make the pockets and collars in a contrasting colour.