When I was a nipper, there was no such thing as just going down the High Street for a few clothes – it would have been difficult to find any stores selling hip, trendy clothes for a start, but even if they did, my parents would have found it offensive to spend any cash on such fripperies! No, our grandmother made 99% of our clothes, all year round too. From the start of the summer season at Easter, she would measure us – crossing through the previous winter measurement and writing the new one next to it, in our clothes book. The only things she didn’t produce seemed, from memory, were our undies. Everything else was sewn on the old german treadle sewing machine, or knitted with the same love and skill! Young folk are now realising how important it is to learn these skills. A programme on tv involving a group making a variety of garments judged by two personalities connected with the trade is realy popular now and a new series starts very soon. Hurrah!