With the exception of my first two years of college I always lived within quick driving distance to a Korean dry cleaners. If any of you have ever lived anywhere near a Military base you will know what I am talking about. You drive up with your uniform (or something you want altered, or cleaned or some patches sewn on) and the super efficient lady snatches it out of your hand, she doesn't need to ask who you are (because she remembers you from you other visit 2 years ago) and she already knows what you want done to whatever you have in your hand. She asks when you need it by and if you need it soon, she tosses it on one of her 3 giant Toyota or Juki sewing machines and stitches it up so fast you don't even have time to peruse the old army patches in the glass case.
Well...I guess I am that lady here in Alice Springs. I have never wanted that position, but sewing skills are sadly lacking here in town (among ladies who know where patches belong and where ribbon should go on sleeves). Men here know I have a sewing machine, so to them that means I can repair whatever they have laying in the laundry heap. Well...as most of you know I am NOT a quick turn around gal. It is not that I don't want to have your stuff finished quickly, I just am too busy with all the other things I am doing. Right?
Well sir, one of my husband's friends (who is a bachelor and in the Australian Army, fine looking man, but quite single) wanted to bring by a sheet that he needed some lace repaired. Lace? Are you kidding me? What soldier do you know who sleeps under lacy sheets? Well, it was so funny to me I agreed to repair his lacy sheet. (he promised me a nice bottle of wine, and while not a wino, I do like a nice bottle of New Zealand Sav Blanc). So like most other of my local clients he not only brought his lacy sheet, but the fitted sheet that was wearing thin in places and a shirt he tore a hole in while taking pictures. Ok...get in the door with one, might as well make a stack on the table.
I am great at repairing tears along seams, but tears in the body of the fabric is a bit of a different matter...and this brings me to the point of my blog post. Do you know what your Darning foot is really for on your sewing machine? I use mine all the time, but for freehand quilting....lots and lots of freehand quilting. It is one of my favorite sewing machine feet. Well this little tutorial is what the darning foot is really for. How to repair tears in the body of fabric. Now the repairs are not perfect. The garment will not be good as new, but it will be worth a bottle of New Zealand white.

This picture really does not show much...but I didn't decide to make the "tutorial" until I was already to this step. Basically all you missed was me cutting a piece of white scrap fabric that I cut a bit bigger than the hole and I pinned it inside the shirt behind the tear.

That is a better close up of one of my darning feet. I like darning feet so I think I have 5 or 6 of them, but you certainly do not need that many. If you look closely you will see that I have gone over and over the hole with a zig zag like pattern. NOT the zig zag stitch that most machines have, but I lowered the feed dogs and went over and over back and forth to close up the hole. I don't think "close up the hole" is the proper term, but his shirt is mended. He said it was not one of his best shirts, so it is fine for a driving across the country shirt (he probably is not going to run into a great deal of fashion critics between here and wherever he is driving.)

So, this is the inside of the shirt. See that the patch was a good bit bigger than the hole?

Go ahead and trim down the patch...oh and see the back and forth stitching?

I did the trimming with scissors...duh.

See here it is all finished. Not bad for something that will be resting against a seat for about 2 days.
Oh and I mended the lace on his sheet too...simple zig zag stitch (on the sewing machine) secured that back to the body of the sheet.
Mending sheets and shirts really brought home the differences of Australian culture and my American culture. I love it when my husband messes up a shirt or a pair of pants...heck the kids too! I have a big bin in my sewing room where all the messed up or outgrown clothing (that I love) go. I cut them up and make quilts with them. It makes me quite happy. Now I buy nice stuff for my family...and by nice I mean fabric that I would like to use again later in a quilt or pillow. Isn't that crazy? But the Australians repair theirs and carry on. I love the Australians...have I said that before? I do. Such a forthright lot. I will miss them.
OK, I need to stick my little tribe in bed, take care everyone!
XO,
Tia