I visited an elderly gent who was in the middle of donning his only suit, in preparation for an imminent funeral. As he struggled into the trousers the zipper snagged at the bottom.
He innocently asked if I would sew him into his trousers.
I was gobsmacked, but could see the sense in this.
I'm not sure whose face was reddest, as I knelt down in front of him with my needle and thread.
🦞 Locked down no longer but still firm friends 🦞
Recommendations please, for a stopover on the way to Loch Tay