


Poor Bernie has been put through his paces during thirty odd years of service.
The sewing machine engineer said his motor had been raced through to it’s springs and is beyond fixing.
But me and my mum love this machine and won’t give up so easily and the electro-motor is now on it’s way to a specialist in Holland who may be able to perform a heart transplant. It is touch and go but we are keeping our fingers crossed…
Posted by daphne at Tuesday February 6, 2007 -



jim says:
“Bernie” is one of my favourite names. That’s the name I would give my pet elephant. If I had one.