You think I'm exaggerating...
Come in the door. There's only room for one, so social distancing (note my topicality there) is easy
Right hand wall, as you come in. IKEA book cases...
Then the postal scales, picking trays, and the sellotape machine - totally essential!
At the moment I'm testing buttonholers and zigzaggers, so I have my old girl on the desk. I really must do something with the forest of wires...
Carrying on round, the printer lurks in a corner. As with all such, it can sulk for an Olympic gold when in the (bad) mood
Shelves above the desk...
The big counter under the window was installed, with some constructive swearing, by my daughter Abi and me one evening. It's a foot short, so under the printer is an ingenious shelf. It's the usual kitchen-worktop, in shiny black (you can't see it, but it's a good colour for this sort of work), and very substantial.. I like substantial. The heap here is all waiting-to-be-tested buttonholers
The lamp corner
Yet more shelves... These are mostly bobbins, bobbin cases, shuttles, and tools
Finally, the Heap by the door. I always seem to have a heap
Not shown, the mess under the big counter, and the little pile of envelopes under the desk
This room is about 8 feet square, and I think it's a masterpiece..
I have been feeling a tad mortal, what with the back and the state of the world. I do worry that all this might go to landfill one day when I'm gone..
