This being summer and me having half a dozen projects on the go, I was totally freaked out when my lovely Bernina sewing machine began grinding and groaning like an ancient tractor. I’d had it serviced last fall when we were in Italy and had never heard anything so ominous coming out of an expensive piece of electronic equipment. I telephoned That Sewing Place, because I’ve been dealing with Evelyn, Wayne, Jaret, Liana and Fred for more than 25 years, when they were located on Leslie Street at Evelyn’s Sewing Centre. Like me, Evelyn sold the original business and sort of retired for a while, but she got restless and there was a demand for a friendly, service-oriented store so the family jumped back…
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