Dear readers,

Chers lecteurs,

I am so proud of myself... I thought I deserved this title!

Oui, je sais, mes chevilles gonflent un peu de choisir un tel titre...

You, on the other hand, are going to be so much disappointed...

Vous, vous allez sûrement être très déçu après une telle annonce.

I sew my very first tablecloth this afternoon...

J'ai réalisé cet après-midi ma première nappe.

Well, to tell the truth, I basically hemed a cloth.

Bon, enfin, j'ai fait quatre ourlets, quoi!

But I had NEVER done it before.

Mais je ne m'étais jamais essayé à la machine à coudre avant.

I had asked my mother to lend me her sewing machine months ago. But I had never dared to buy any fabric as I thought I would probably ruin it.

Yesterday on the phone she asked me to bring her the machine back next time I visit them as I wasn't using it.

Somehow it put my mind to gear and I suddenly realised I had an old bed sheet that had a bog hole in it that I could use to practice....

The most difficult thing was actually to understand how the thread is supposed to go through the labyrinth that is a sewong machine... Or at least this old and oh-so-heavy one... It's older that me for sure... and maybe heavier as well!

I'm so surprised that my hems are more or less straight and the sewing is quite regular...

Next time, I'll try something more complicated and maybe in a few years, I'll do ruffles and all those wonderful stuff I see on your blogs!

I put a flowery table runner that I bought last year but never used because it just didn't go with any of my tablecloth...

I apologize for the quality of the pictures (is it too late to apologize?), but we've had a very grey day... And I couldn't wait to brag about my success! Only the snails are happy about our spring!

On the table are the treasures I found this morning at a nice but rainy "attic-sale".

Sur la table trônent mes trouvailles du vide grenier pluvieux du matin. Le pot de marmelade a été lo'bjet d'une superbe rencontre avec une brocanteuse très sympa.

On the milk jug, it's written "Turners Hotel". I had a quick look on the Interner but couldn't find any information. Does anyone know something about it? The lady I bought it from (for a mere 5 euros) said it came from a boat...

Je cherche maintenant des infos sur le petit pot à lait sur lequel est inscrit "Turners Hotel". Cela dit quelque chose à quelqu'un?

Magali, from the Little White House xxx