I like planning but there’s a maverick in me that loves a bit of freestyle.
This weekend was supposed to be a chillaxing, much needed rest (apart from late night football games!) and in typical fashion it has been none of those.
I think I’ve washed everything that can possibly be washed and dried it all in the sun (ooh that fresh air smell, you can’t beat it!).
I’ve made more skincare (which I will post about another time), I’ve replaced a zip in a favourite pair of shorts, I’ve mooched around a giant car boot sale (disappointing, but I do have another few meters of fabric than I did before I went, cooked, weeded & finally got down to working on Bertie’s blanket. (Another one for a different post).
So, the zip……
The zip replacement was quite a challenge but it went well. Getting the broken zip out involves dismantling the front of the shorts. Fitting a zip from scratch is by far and away easier.
As a much loved and much worn pair of shorts, they had acquired a few of those unironable creases, and random folds that make working with them pretty tricks.
Nonetheless, said shorts have been nervously disassembled. It’s a little like taking a bike apart, you don’t want a load of spare but crucial bits left over at the end so it’s worth checking all the details.
They now have a new zip (from a stash Of varying sorts that have of salvaged, are unused or I acquired) that matches the contrasting waste band.
They are also whole again, with no bits spare.
A bit of tidying up to get rid of the bits of thread and they’re ready to go (& they’ve been washed!).