There are times when I am op shopping that I put things back and later on regret it. I think “I don’t need it” and reason myself out of spending any money, only to wonder later on what I was thinking. So, when I was in an op shop last Thursday and spotted an old, familiar looking suitcase and opened it to find a Bernina, there was only a moments hesitation as to whether I should buy it. I don’t need a sewing machine, I have a beautiful 1968 Singer that runs like a dream. But, how could I not buy it – it was a Bernina, and it was $25.
I’m guessing it’s from the late 1960’s or early 1970’s as it is very similar to the machine I grew up sewing on, my Mother’s Bernina. It’s incredibly heavy, solid metal, and has all its accessories still. I really couldn’t quite believe it, owning a Bernina is pretty much the ultimate for me, and I really do prefer the older metal machines to the more modern plastic ones. Plus, there’s a story in these machines. Someone else has created things with this, it’s kind of exciting to try and imagine what has been made previously. My mother bought her machine when she was pregnant with me and it’s still going having created countless dresses, skirts, trousers. I know it seems kind of silly to blog about a sewing machine but I get so so excited by the prospect of sewing with this. All I have to do now is think of a name for her.