Teddy

Brom

So, I bet you are wondering what I am doing on those nights I don't have to work. When there are no union or 'welfare' meetings and I won't play badminton. Well, the last few weeks I have been sewing. I never sewed much while living in the Netherlands, but I did start here. I even had to buy myself a fingerhat (otherwise known as a thimble), because I was making holes in my finger!

Now, I haven't been sewing just anything. I have actually been repairing my first love. I have had that love since I was about two or three and have written about him before. You can read about him here! He looked great when I got him. All new and orange, with two eyes and a nose and a tongue. However, over the years he got a few battle scars. Because of all the time I spent hugging him in bed, he was decidedly the worse for wear. 

I realised before coming to Norway that he needed a doctor. And I asked my mum to be said doctor. She found some fabric and patched him up. But it wasn't enough. Since there were several more areas that were very worn. Worn so thin, you could see his insides and sometimes that was all there was: his insides. So, I bought some orange fabric, unpicked my mum's work and set to work. First it was his face, which needed nearly a complete cover-up! Then his back, his arms, his feet, his tummy, his ear. And finally his tail needed fixing.

New and improved, albeit naked!

He is still a one eyed, noseless and tongueless teddy, but he is not spilling his guts anymore. Now he just needs clothes, because I felt that at this time of his life he doesn't need to walk around in a bikini anymore. I tried sewing something, but it looked so awful, I might resort to knitting. Just not a bikini!