The DH persuaded me to finally take the Janome 7700 to the dealer in the city (he drove, The DH not the dealer) for a much needed service. The machine has behaved (like my cellphone does) for the last year and have cracked two bobbin holders during it’s life time. Imagine my surprise when the girl in the shop recognized me…..Now I’m left with this, a big empty spaceMaybe during this week I will be able to get the hang of that embroidery I showed you in the last post? There is always hope 😉 I feel kind of daunted though.
Tonight will be Souvlaki, Tsatsiki, grilled Halomi cheese and grilled bread.