Feed dog...

My feed dog decided to take a break.  It happened very slowly as my sewing became more and more tortuous.  I struggled through a layered circle skirt, a gathered dancing skirt and then finally half-way through finishing off Teagan's gorgeous smocked frock (created mostly by my Mum and SIL), the dog went to sleep.  It was a nightmare I had been anticipating. My sewing machine - Janome MemoryCraft 400 - has been with me for nigh on 17 years and was bought when I had little money but it was the best I could possibly afford and it hurt!  That said, I have had no need to upgrade at all.  Then this!  So I explored a fix, surely it could be done?

Yes, the sewing machine repair and supply shop of the century was waiting to greet me with a super cheap repair bill of circa NZD35!

Enroute to the fixit shop slowing down to view the local teens out for a morning joy ride

Walking to the Singer shop

The Mr Fixit shop

Fixited

Mr Fixit

Mr "I Will Not Let You Carry That Yourself"

Driving home via the National Museum of Islamic Art

Past the dows

And not far off home around the Corniche towards West Bay and Dafna