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There was a cotton factory in our village many years ago. My grandfather worked there. The factory has gone now and the cotton I use comes from China. But the memory is kept alive by the pub which still stands where it has for a couple of hundred years, The Yarnspinner.
We were talking about cotton the other night. We all had yarns to tell. I reminded them of the time my friend Rosey was repairing a little rip on her skirt whilst travelling on a crowded train and she accidentally attached herself to a handsome young man sitting next to her! Billy told us how his Gran inadvertently added an indecent image to an embroidery she was creating and Jim mentioned that his wife sewed a badge to the pocket of their son’s school blazer upside down. We were all in stitches!
It’s the 30th anniversary of the fire next month. A dozen workers perished when the factory went up in flames. The ladies of the sewing circle are busy making brightly coloured cotton cobwebs to hang on the trees in the High Street. I miss my grandfather.
FFfAW is hosted by Priceless Joy. The picture is from Yarnspinnerr
A typical ‘Keith’ pub scene, with added emotional punch. Excellent.
Once a landlord always a landlord!
Sewing a garment to something else is something I have done. At least I wasn’t wearing the garment or riding on a train. Nice story with sad memories.
How funny! Thanks so much, Denise.
Sewing is a skill I am not adept with. I can make the large holes close, but I would never assume any skill.
You and me too Joe. I sewed a button on once, but I put it on the inside of the shirt, not the outside!
Such sewing mishaps are funny in later years, at the time, not so much. This is a beautiful story.
Thanks so much Mimi
Happy and sad, a great story. Accidentally sew herself to a guy indeed 🙂
At least, she said it was an accident! Cheers Michael
A great story. Almost all business is now moving to China. Only pubs remain where people can remember good old days over a pint.
Absolutely true. Thanks Abhijit
A lovely story, Keith, mixed with humor and sadness.
Thank you so much
Problem is the pub trade is now being killed too, people can not afford to go out as much as they used to, life is becoming more solitary, how long before the Yarnspinner inn becomes Yarnspinner cottage I wonder?
Super piece
So true. I sold my pub about 10 years ago – not sure I’d want to run it now.
It’s very sad, our local keeps putting new tenants in, they last a year then they get new ones in, seems brewery owned rural pubs are the fall guys
Fortunately, community run pubs are on increase
I loved the puns! Such a touching story, great job Keith 🙂
Thanks so much Jade
Sad story. It felt truthful. Bad working conditions?
Probably, thank you Tannille