"Check checkity check this out!" roared Jorth excitedly, throwing a half-finished shirt at Galumph as he staggered inside after a hard days work. "This, my dear long-suffering husband is placket perfection! See how the stitching is perfectly straight! The placket triangle folded with 60 degree equilateral precision! The interfacing strong yet unobtrusive! The placket underlay underlayed absolutely! Marvel, dear man - marvel!"
"That's nice, dear" said Galumph as he stowed his pannier bag and began to pour himself his post-work soda water and cordial.
"Nice? NICE?" retorted Jorth. "Old chap, I don't think you appreciate the flawless beauty what I have created. This placket is a thing of beauty! Seamstresses shall weep before me. Saville Row tailors shall erect giant monuments in my honour! Craft bloggers shall bow down before me and tremble with fear at my great and glorious abilities. I AM A SEWING GOD!"
"Uh huh" said Galumph, to whom this scene was somewhat familiar. "Shall we tell those trembling craft bloggers about the swearing as you screw it up for the third time in a row? The ranting at the sewing machine? The clouds of tailor's chalk filling the air as you angrily cross out another failed seam? The shower of thread ends falling from your quick-un-pick?"
"Er..." said Jorth, as she sheepishly filled his glass with ice cubes. "Maybe we'll keep the sewing tanties to ourselves, eh?"
Ah yes...I can relate...I've been known to shout "DAMN! I'm good!" practically from the rooftops :-)
ReplyDeleteOh, cause for celebration! My hubby always says he can tell when there is a sewing hiatus going on as the air is considerably less "purple" than when I am creating. Very nice placket indeed!
ReplyDeletePlackets!
ReplyDeleteThere's one staring at me from a project bag not a metre from where I sit... is three years long enough to try again?
In my defence, it is wool jersey from Cleggs
Definitely worthy of Olympia!
ReplyDeleteI say, know this: whatever time of day, wherever in the world you are, there'd be someone else in their kitchen/sewing room willing to throw their hands in the air and do a happy placket dance with you. We get it. It's perfection.
ReplyDeleteFeeling your love! I like Lightning McStitch's comment... doing the happy placket dance for you!
ReplyDeleteIt IS a thing of beauty!!!!
ReplyDeleteOh placket goddess, does he not know by now to kneel at the alter when you dance for joy!
ReplyDeletehahaha! i heart placket so much! yes, it IS a thing of beauty!
ReplyDeletehehe - I love to down a soda water with cordial (bickfords bitter lemon, please!) after a hard days work too :)
ReplyDeleteThat is one schmick lookin' placket!
Hi, just letting you know I nominated you for an award http://sallybeemakes.blogspot.co.uk/2013/06/i-back-and-i-super-sweet-apparently.html
ReplyDeleteLove hearing about the sewing tanties of others...shows that I'm not alone lol. Fortunately, I have a husband who loves to unpick my sewing mistakes (!). He truly is a gift ;).
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