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[Perldog007]

Hmmmm,,,,, I wonder if that works the other way round. I wonder if stitching the pleats in a kilt the morning after will move the pain from the head to the thumb. int:

Peter

A far sturdier soul than I will have to work that one out

[kevinkinney]

I took your collective advice, though I modified it a bit.

Normally I do laundry by the ton, shrinking canvas, and fulling up our wool in the industrial machines at a laundromat attached to a rural bar.

Most nights it's boring, but last night was surreal. I arrived at 7:00 PM to find the place packed. Most patrons wash while they drink, and Thursday is a big night for celebration in Northern, MN. With 52 blankets to 'fluff' and 3 machines open, I bought a 1.5 liter Killians <no kidding> and settled in for 5 hours.

The length of a wash cycle is just about the time it takes to stitch one pleat. I found a table with good light, tied a clamp off to the leg, and began to sew. Usually boredom forces the laundromat patrons to converse. As many are drunk, the exchanges are colorful. Not a single person from either side of the building said a word to me all night. It was odd, but productive.

Now I've finished the bulk of the work and can coast into the final steps before a good pressing.

Cheers,

Kevin.

[Peter C.]

I took your collective advice, though I modified it a bit.

Normally I do laundry by the ton, shrinking canvas, and fulling up our wool in the industrial machines at a laundromat attached to a rural bar.

Most nights it's boring, but last night was surreal. I arrived at 7:00 PM to find the place packed. Most patrons wash while they drink, and Thursday is a big night for celebration in Northern, MN. With 52 blankets to 'fluff' and 3 machines open, I bought a 1.5 liter Killians <no kidding> and settled in for 5 hours.

The length of a wash cycle is just about the time it takes to stitch one pleat. I found a table with good light, tied a clamp off to the leg, and began to sew. Usually boredom forces the laundromat patrons to converse. As many are drunk, the exchanges are colorful. Not a single person from either side of the building said a word to me all night. It was odd, but productive.

Now I've finished the bulk of the work and can coast into the final steps before a good pressing.

Cheers,

Kevin.

Some people are ill at ease with men in kilts, I guess a man in a kilt sewing was just too much for them.

Peter