...steeped in tradition, and fun for everyone. I refer, of course, to the time-honoured annual ritual of my son Cass bringing home his munted jeans to be repaired. By me. Oh, you thought I meant CHRISTMAS? No indeed, this ritual is more of a ....moveable... one, depending on exactly when he comes to stay. But nevertheless, it has been a tradition since he left home to go to university 9 years ago. No, that isn't a typo. He HAS been at uni that long, and will do another year to gain his Masters. He already has 2 other Bachelor's degrees, so he hasn't been wasting his time.
During the Jeans Festival, this sort of thing:
..becomes like so:
...and the jeans live to be worn another day. The patches are always done from the inside so as to be as inconspicuous as possible. Cass certainly gets the most out of his jeans, some of which return for several years. This is the Second Patching of this pair. And no fit healthy jeans are harmed, as I only cannibalise pairs that will never be worn again. Recycling at its best.
...and the jeans live to be worn another day. The patches are always done from the inside so as to be as inconspicuous as possible. Cass certainly gets the most out of his jeans, some of which return for several years. This is the Second Patching of this pair. And no fit healthy jeans are harmed, as I only cannibalise pairs that will never be worn again. Recycling at its best.
6 comments:
LOL Will you fix mine pleae? I'll be in NZ in 2009! LOL
It's great when they come home to mum huh?
I think it is time for you to give him an old sewing machine and some lessons on mending. They can learn!
3 other degrees actually. Bad mother. Bad!
those just make the jeans all the more comfy!
Wow! Invisible mending, pretty much! Jeans with history are very fashionable.
it is so great when the kids come to stay, tatty jeans and all! How is it going with buying the business?
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