Unraveled Wednesday


It’s Wednesday again
the first Wednesday in a new month
The first Wednesday in December 2022
Which means it is the first
Wednesday in Summer in Australia.

 Also being Wednesday it’s the day Kat  hosts ‘Unraveled Wednesday 
which is where you’ll find lots of knitting and reading and talking going on

After finishing the Royal Blue jumper
– which turned out to be not as ‘cabled’ as I envisioned it would be –

Yes I see the ‘wrong’ stitch


I decided that knitting that larger size wasn’t so bad after all so using the same measurements have begun a similar one (patterned front and back with plain sleeves) in Fawn

The charity is closed now until February so even if I lose interest there’s plenty of time to finish it – and other bits and pieces I might fancy making along the way

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Reading has been really slow over the past couple of weeks
(The Golfer having Covid definitely hasn’t helped)
After finishing the book club choice I mentioned last time – Tourmaline – Randolph Stow I felt the need for something short and fairly light so
84 Charing Cross Road, (the ‘book of letters’ between Helene Hanff and Frank Doel…. a ‘buyer’ at a bookshop at that address) came home with me from the library.
Definitely what I needed!

And one just started The Dressmaker’s Secret – Rosalie Ham

It is 1953 and Melbourne society is looking forward to coronation season, the grand balls and celebrations for the young queen-to-be. Tilly Dunnage is, however, working for a pittance in a second-rate Collins Street salon. Her talents go unappreciated, and the madame is a bully and a cheat, but Tilly has a past she is desperate to escape and good reason to prefer anonymity.


However reading the first chapter and thinking about those recently unearthed photographs has brought back more forgotten memories
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First a little story…..
Singapore 1964
I had not long delivered a baby girl so ‘nothing fit properly’.
Feeling tired and weary, wondering how I was going to cope with two other little ones (even with the help of our live in amah) when The Golfer was away on an upcoming short detachment to service/‘fix’ some aircraft engines on Gan in the Indian Ocean
As in all Southeast Asian countries there were local dressmakers who would run you up something almost overnight but The Golfer, with all the panache of a man with his mind on other things, suggested I make one. “You’ve got a machine sitting there doing nothing, use it”.
I know I’ve mentioned before I inherited the knitting gene, not the dressmaking one, so as you can guess things didn’t go quite to plan – and The Golfer playing with his camera, thinking he was being clever, recorded my despair/misery in black and white on the afternoon I was finishing it off.

Here’s a few little quotes from The Dressmaker’s Secret, chapter 1…..

“ ….The new girl adjusted the tweed jacket over her knees. It was impossible to do really good work without her table, but every table was stacked with second rate fabrics…….

Our table was probably covered with children’s toys same as the floor behind me.
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“ ….Deftly, she pinned and draped the material around the thick form, letting it fall, shaping it around the bulky curves…..”

There was nothing deft about my movements, I’d pinned then sewn it together in a clumsy way and in my mind there was no way it was going to fit properly.
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“ I know that customer………she’s forty-four, forty-five, forty-four…..”

And seeing my reflection I remember thinking how ‘large’ I looked
and wondering was I ever going to lose that ‘baby weight’

The dress did actually get worn – just not by me.
It was ‘unpicked’ by our amah who ‘turned it into’ a dress for her oldest daughter.

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Our little girl (3mths) with Aho
our amah who helped me in so many ways during the time she was with us

Unraveled Wednesday ‘ hosted by Kat

12 thoughts on “Unraveled Wednesday

  1. You looked pretty glam in those dress photos, even if you didn’t feel it. Dress making takes a lot of experience as well as skill, so you really did better than you thought st the time.

    I loved the Charing Cross Road book, and it’s one of the few that made a very good movie.

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  2. I loved Charing Cross Road. Kudos to you for posting your story and your photos. I can relate to the young woman in the photos. Becoming a mother of two or three isn’t easy. I can’t imagine having a husband so far away at the time.

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  3. It looks like a very stylish dress, what little I can see. The photos remind me of my mother in law’s house in Malaysia and I am suddenly wistful for a family I never really knew…..

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  4. Darned if you didn’t make me enlarge your knitting so I could find the mistake. But still couldn’t find it. You do have the knitting gene, and any mistake is only noticeable to You lol

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  5. I love it when I’m reading in a book and it stirs up old memories fond memories not the ones that stir up bad memories. I wish I had looked like that after I had my second son I didn’t lose the weight from the first one and didn’t ever lose the weight from the second one for many many years and the only dress I ever tried to make I ripped it into pieces and got an F on my grade at school in home economics because I got mad with the zipper after I put it in five or six times. I think the sweaters are beautiful

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