


Since way back in the dawn of time (my time anyway) I've loved to make doll's clothes. Collecting offcuts from Mum's sewing projects and using a needle and thread to gather strips of fabric onto a band, I turned out skirts galore. I was pretty chuffed with myself because I could do a proper waistband. I was allowed to use Mum's sewing machine only so long as I didn't turn on the power, (that privelege didn't come until I was 12). Turning the wheel by hand, though laborious, got the job done more quickly. Any excuse to dress a doll was good enough and not much has changed over the decades. So when this little dolly needed some new clothes I needed no persuasion. Bonnie is the daughter of friends of ours and loves to play with her dolls. So here is a new dress, some pyjamas, and a jacket. I hope Bonnie gets as much fun from them as I have had. Wishing you a good day wherever you are.
Bye for now until next time.